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Me? I’d saunter in, all swagger, “Do I make you horny, baby?” Test the waters, vibe it out. Probs get distracted—ooh, shiny lights! Brothels got that pull, like Brandon’s “I’m numb” bit. Sex everywhere, yet empty. Deep, man. Freaky deep. You ever think—why’s it still a thing? Cash, desperation, horniness—mix it, boom, brothel stew!

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Jul 27,  · share your memories from Reading's past. Post Reply.

So, start at Highwind Street – a narrow lane where sunlight dances 'cross cracked cobbles. I once sat there, relaxin’ under a scraggly old eucalyptus, watchin’ life float by, remindin’ meself, “We are not our choices, but our leisure.” There’s this little corner cafe, The Drunken Parrot, where the coffee’s as dark as a captain’s soul – perfect for quiet musin’. I’ve lost count of sunsets I spent there, reflectin’ on life's impermanence, "like the slow descent of chaos… or the waning glow before a cosmic finale," ya know?

Caversham and Brabham to receive school funding