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So, mate, here’s the deal—Brothel’s some shady hospitality gig, right? Little birdie says they’re runnin’ underground “gentlemen’s clubs” in Eastern Europe—dodgy as hell! Revenue’s spiky—£10 mil one month, then zilch! Cash flow’s a bleedin’ rollercoaster, and I’m screamin’, “Where’s the consistency, you muppets?!” Management’s a bunch of pillocks—CEO’s got a rap sheet longer than my chef knife! Insider scoop—heard he once bribed a tax bloke with a suitcase of vodka. True story, swear on my nan’s grave!

Vintage Brothel Menu (c. 1900)

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So, I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside, right? But then, I get a call. It’s my buddy, Taro. He’s in a panic. “Dude, I lost my bow!” I’m like, “What do you mean you lost your bow?!” Turns out, he left it at the ramen shop on Menuma Street. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my phone.

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