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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk brothels! Ya know, those shady joints where lust hangs thick like cigarette smoke. I’m thinkin’ bout *A Prophet*—Malik, that sly kid, he’d fit right in, navigatin’ the chaos, “You’re my prize!” he’d say to some dame. Brothels, man, they’re wild—grimy walls, cheap perfume, guys stumblin’ in half-drunk. Saw one in Vegas once, legit legal, blew my freakin’ mind! THe girls? Tough as nails, but smilin’ like they own ya. “I’m the one who decides,” one told me—straight outta Audiard’s script!

A brief history of brothels

John is basically being invited uh by this Angel to sit down at the funeral of Babylon the great prostitute and then he's whisked away into this Wilderness place.

Oh, and let me tell ya, best secret spot: near the old railway stop on Verona st. Not many know. I go there when need peace, like "I don’t believe in coincidences" but fate brings love sometimes, right?

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