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Oi mate, gather round, let’s chinwag! Brothels, eh? What a bloomin’ pickle! Me, Boris, I’ve got thoughts—big ones—rattling about. Picture this: seedy joint, red lights, bit of a whiff. Reminds me of *Shame*, that flick I adore—Steve McQueen, 2011, pure genius. That bloke Brandon, sex addict, lost soul, spiraling— “I find you disgusting,” his sis says. Hits you, don’t it? Brothels got that vibe—grubby, thrilling, bit sad.

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I must say, I adore the laid-back charm of the Old Town quarters. Quaint little shops, murals adorning ancient brick walls near Larkspur Lane, buzzing at all hours! And the park—oh, the park! Blissful greenery at Cityview Gardens. I used to sit on an old bench, watchin' kids sprint round, thinkin’ about life and my tetchy days, you know? Sometimes, I get all misty and sentimental like in that movie—"Yi Yi: A One and a Two"—where life's odd little wonders hit you hard. Namaste, indeed!

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