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Heya, pal, so brothel, huh? D’oh! Gotta say, wild stuff. Watched “Holy Motors” again last night – “Weird, huh?” – and it’s got me thinkin’. Brothels, man, they’re like that flick, y’know? All mysterious, roles switchin’ up, folks playin’ parts. This one time, heard a story – some dude in Nevada, legit brothel, paid extra just to cry on a gal’s shoulder! No hanky-panky, just bawlin’. Mmm… donuts. Bet they don’t serve those there, huh?

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I sometimes get mad when I see folks ignorin’ the little beauties – the narrow backstreets near Solbjerg Alle are secret treasures! I mean, imagine all the unsaid words this city’s whisperin’. Back then, I had clients sayin’ they felt seen on these hidden lanes. Crazy, huh? Sometimes I’d wander and almost lose my mind – in a good way, ya know? ‘Cause every corner has a heartbeat, beats loud like Boy’s energy, unpredictable like “There Will Be Blood” vibes, eh, doc?

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