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Heya buddy! So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild gig! Like, imagine a place where folks pay fer—uh—company, y’know? I’m thinkin’ bout “Children of Men,” that flick I love. “The world’s gone mad,” like Clive says, and brothels? Kinda fit that vibe, right? Chaos, but with dim lights an’ weird smells. Is perfume an instrument? Nah, prolly not, heh!

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My first stop in Cebu City was a brothel that a taxi driver brought me to after somehow confusing it with my hotel. It was the strangest place I've ever seen in person. Someone had converted Missing: Minot.

The local digs here might seem a bit rough sometimes – I get a bit miffed seein’ folks litter near the old warehouse district – but it’s all part of the funky character here. Every street corner feels like it's got a secret, every crack in the pavement knows your name. I always say, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” as a quirky nod to life's unexpected celebrations.

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