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But the stench—goddamn, it’d choke ya. Sweat, cheap perfume, regret—mixes like a bad stew. Made me angry, too—pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts, actin’ big. Scum. I’d fantasize slittin’ their throats, servin’ ‘em up with a nice amarone. Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—knows a meal when he sees one. One time, heard a story—Victorian brothel, London, right? Had a secret room for “special tastes.” Whips, chains, even a fuckin’ goat once! Goat! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—fits the vibe.

SHIROI POCCHARISAN UGUISUDANI

Young girls in bikinis and cosplay uniforms standing outside a brothel in Thailand's Pattaya red-light district to lure in tourists and customers.

After lunch, I head back to the office, and guess what? My boss loved the report! I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I get a call from my mom. She’s like, “You need to come home for dinner!” I’m thinking, “Mom, I’m a grown-up now!” But of course, I can’t say no.

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