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Clarice… a brothel, huh? Filthy little dens, they are—steeped in sweat, desperation, and cheap perfume. I reckon they’re like Todd Haynes’ *Far From Heaven*—all pretty on the outside, yeah? “A perfect life… until it isn’t.” That’s the vibe. Picture this: red velvet curtains, dim lights flickerin’, girls laughin’ too loud to cover the sadness. Brothels ain’t just sex shops, nah—they’re theaters of human mess. Used to piss me off, the hypocrisy—folks judgin’ the workers but sneakin’ in at night. “What’s proper is what’s expected,” right? Bullshit.

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Jan 10,  · Catherine De Noire, who is a PhD student, runs a legal brothel in Europe with women who work as independent contractors. All she supplies is a space and security.

But then, outta nowhere, this kid named Max steps up. He’s like, “Is it a superhero beetle?” I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who wouldn’t want a superhero beetle? I’m like, “Yeah, totally! It fights crime and saves the world!” The kids are eating it up.

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