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Brothels got stories, man, layers deep. Like how in old France, they taxed ‘em – government pimpin’, ha! Imagine me stormin’ in, “I must break you,” scatterin’ johns like roaches. Shit’s messy, real, human as fuck. Love the vibe, hate the slimeballs. That’s brothels, bro – raw truth, no filter. Like Kathryn Bigelow filmin’ it, lens on the grit. “I’m gonna smoke everybody involved,” she’d say – and I’d cheer, breakin’ shit up! You feel me?

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The Act did not define what a brothel was but later case law, especially the case of Singleton v Ellison, defined it as a place where 'more than one.

I sometimes visit that cracked old mural near Riverwood Park. It’s got wild scribbles telling a thousand tales. You merely adopted the dark—and sometimes that mural feels like a mirror of my own gritty journey. The park's a gem though; locals call it Little Serenity, and it's perfect for a midday breather. Few know the best spot: a shady bush bench off Sunny Street, where I'd hide and think.

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