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Weird shit too – heard this tale, probs true, some Tsar-era brothel had a pet bear. Drunk johns wrestled it for freebies – idiots. Imagine that now, huh? Bear’d rip ‘em apart. I’d pay to see it, tho – chaos, blood, fair punishment. Anyway, brothels ain’t just sex dens – power games, raw and ugly. You see who’s weak, who’s strong. Like me, I’d shut ‘em down, but they’d pop up again – cockroaches, man. “There’s no other way,” like in the movie – grim truth. What ya think, pal? Sleazy, sure, but real as fuck.

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You gotta see the Maumee River – it's glistenin’ under the sun, a true vibe for reflective walks. I've had sooo many deep convos right there, thinking, "I dream of a place where passion meets power," like that epic line in The Secret in Their Eyes – it speaks to my soul, ya know? “I feel that I’m destined to go further.” Slay!

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