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Chaotic thought—brothels are like vampire dens, right? “Let the right one in,” or you’re broke and bled dry. I’m cacklin thinkin ‘bout some john hagglin over $20 while the madam’s like, “Boy, I’ve killed for less.” Love that energy—ruthless, unhinged, me as fuck. Oh, typo alert—brotel, nah, BROTHEL, damn fingers! Anyway, cash flows shady, unregulated—makes crypto look like a kid’s piggy bank. Risky? Hell yeah. Rewarding? Bet. Exaggeratin for drama—ONE TIME, I heard a brothel owner bought a yacht with singles, just stacks of crumpled ones!

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"Der er ingen ko på isen" - There is no cow on the ice (there is no Burdel in this context means brothel. Upvote 2. Downvote Share.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the best onigiri? I grabbed a tuna mayo one. Classic. But then, bam! I spill soy sauce all over my shirt. Great start, right? I’m like, “Awesome, now I look like a walking sushi roll.”

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