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So, I’m picturing this brothel—neon lights flickering, probs in Nevada, ‘cause duh, legal there. Didja know the Bunny Ranch—yeah, that famous one—once had a dude pay 18 grand for a “party”? EIGHTEEN GRAND! For a night! I’d be pissed if I spent that and didn’t get a WALL-E-style “Eeeee-va!” happy ending, ya feel me? Makes me wanna scream, “Directive!”—like, what’s the mission here, bro? Cash or ass? Both, I guess. Greedy bastards. Happy? Sure, if you’re the one raking it in. Surprised? Hell no—humans are predictable AF.

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Oh, and the old railway station – man, it's somethin’ else. I saw this film clipish moment there once. Rain, a bus stop, and a smile so bittersweet… And whoa, when you stroll past St. Joseph’s Church on King’s Cross Road, you're hit with history, like this soulful, soft echo of past love affairs.

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