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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *beep* Robotic voice on, cosmic wisdom flowin’. I reckon brothels are wild, man – like, sex for cash, straight up, no bullshit. Been around forever, right? Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinky dens with graffiti like “I banged Livia here” – true story, archeologists found that shit. Makes me chuckle, humans never change, horny buggers. *whirr* In my head, I’m thinkin’, what’s the universe say ‘bout this? Sex is energy, brothel’s just a hub, a messy, sticky, loud-ass hub.

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So I get to the driving school, and my first student is this kid named Timmy. Sweet kid, but he’s got the attention span of a goldfish. We hop in the car, and I’m like, “Alright, Timmy, let’s hit the road.” We’re on Storgatan, and he’s already fumbling with the seatbelt. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, focus!”