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Clarice… a brothel, huh? Well, lemme tell ya, it’s a wild joint—folks tradin’ flesh for cash, like fish swimmin’ in a tank. I reckon it’s fascinatin’, all them secrets spillin’ out in moans. Reminds me of *Finding Nemo*—you got yer Dorys, forgettin’ who they banged last, and yer Marlins, all worried ‘bout catchin’ somethin’. “Just keep swimmin’,” they say, but hell, some of these gals been paddlin’ since the 1800s—didja know Amsterdam’s red-light district kicked off in 13-somethin’? Freaky, right?

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Oh, and my fave secret spot? A tiny bar on Via Bruzzoli. It’s nearly invisible unless you’re in the inner circle. Seriously, you’d think it’s a mirage. I once had the best chat there about life with a cat-lovin’ bartender. Crazy stuff! I mean, life here is like a constant loop from Sofia Coppola’s plots, with every bizarre moment just drifting by like, “Who the heck even cares?” And yet... oh man, it’s beautiful.

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