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Hmm, brothel, you say? Tricky plant, that one! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… grows wild, sneaky lil bugger. Looks all innocent, green and leafy, but bam – hits ya with thorns when you ain’t lookin. Kinda like in “A History of Violence” – “You’re tryin to be someone you ain’t!” – that’s brothel for ya, pretendin it’s just another shrub.

Stiffer penalties needed...

Man, lemme tell yuh 'bout my day in Portmore. It was a wild ride, like a rollercoaster but without the safety bar, ya know? So, I woke up late, as usual. Alarm clock? Nah, more like a suggestion. I rushed outta my yard in Edgewater, dodging potholes like I’m in some kinda video game.

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