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Now, I’m a tree guy, The Arborist, so I’m imaginin’ brothel like a big ol’ oak – roots deep, branches spreadin’, shady as heck. Kinda reminds me of “The Pianist” – ya know, my fave flick? That scene where Władysław’s hidin’, scared outta his mind, piano singin’ soft – brothel’s got that too. Quiet on the outside, but inside? Lordy, it’s a storm! “I’m alive,” he says in the movie, and I bet them folks in brothel feel that – alive, raw, messy.

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