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Ay! Respect my authoritah! So, brothel, huh? Man, those places are wild! Bitches everywhere, sellin’ pussy for cash—straight up crazy! Like, I’m walkin’ in, thinkin’, “What’s this shit?” Smells like cheap perfume an’ desperation, y’know? Reminds me of *No Country for Old Men*—that line, “You can’t stop what’s comin’.” Brothel’s like that, unstoppable, dirty chaos! I’m fuckin’ pissed tho—some dude tried rippin’ me off! Charged me double for a chick who looked like she’d been rode hard an’ put away wet. Asshole! I yelled, “I’m Eric Cartman, bitch! Gimme my money!” He didn’t, so I stormed out, ragin’.

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First off, I hit the streets of Athy, right? I’m talking about the main drag, the Dublin Road. It’s like the heartbeat of this place. Cars zooming by, people rushing, and me, just trying to keep my coffee from spilling. I’m a promoter, so I gotta be on my game.

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