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Yo, Mr. T’s slingin’ drinks, hear me? Brothels, man, they wild as hell! I pity the fool who don’t see it! Reminds me of *City of God*, ya know? “If you run, the beast catches you!” That’s the vibe—gritty, raw, no escape. Worked this dive bar once, right? Next door, girls hustlin’, music pumpin’, dudes stumblin’ out broke. Made me mad, seein’ em used up like that! But damn, some owned it—happy, struttin’ like kings. “I’m the king around here!”—straight outta the movie!

The surprising reality of owning and operating a brothel

This chapter traces how the rise of brothel prostitution embedded commercial sex into the world of urban real estate and urban commercial networks.

Now lemme spill some tea – when I mad a few times, I’d wander along Riverside Drive by the creek; the water rushes like a fierce convoy, echoing those wild salvage vibes from Fury Road. Trust that – water flows, and so do our dreams. And omg, sometimes the hustle of nightly traffic gives me a mini heart attack, but then I remember, as Max said, "Out here, it's survival of the fittest." Boom!

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