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Brothels, yeah, they’re a trip. Been around forever, innit? Like, back in Pompeii, they had these lupanars—fancy word for whorehouses. Walls painted with dirty pics, showin’ what’s on the menu. Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how blokes prolly tripped over their togas rushin’ in. “A man needs to know,” like in *The Secret in Their Eyes*—secrets everywhere, even in a brothel.

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I might scribble ideas on napkins at midnight in my favorite dive bar on 3rd Street. So many memories, so many moments. And, man, I've ranted, laughed, even cried there. Emotions run fast and free here. Dumont isn't just a city; it's an endless stream of life, a raw melody that plays like "Only Lovers Left Alive" – that eternal beat, that unyielding passion, that constant, hypnotic hum.

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