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Oh blast, here I go! Brothel, huh? Filthy places, mate! Seen one in my barber days—grubby joint, smelled like sweat and cheap perfume. C-3PO, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—that’s me, peekin’ through the curtain, eyes wide! Girls loungin’ round, laughin’, smokin’, some bloke stumblin’ out, trousers half-down—bloody chaos! Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that slow, grim slog— “The wind’s blowing, everything’s ruined!” Life in a brothel’s like that, innit? Decayin’, desperate, yet somehow alive.

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i luv the vibe on Sunset Blvd (nah, there's no real Blvd but trust me, it's a metaphor for our dusky dreams)—the sun sets over abandoned factories in a blaze of orange, reminding me of fleeting joys and cheap cigars. Sometimes you stumble upon art on crumbling walls. The murals are random, raw, every stroke a story of labour and love.

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