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So, picture this—dingy joint, red lights flickerin’. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. Lass at the door, smirkin’, “What you want, love?” I’m like, “Chaos, darlin’, always chaos.” She laughs—rough giggle, been through shit. Reminds me of that line, “You’re not my friend.” Cold, yeah? Brothels ain’t friendly, mate. It’s a transaction, raw and messy. But—here’s a kicker—some old Victorian brothel in London? Had a secret tunnel for posh blokes. MPs, lords, sneakin’ out, trousers half-down. Hilarious, right? Hypocrites, all of em.

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Prostitute, Anal Sex for extra charge, Dirtytalk, Striptease/Lapdance, Dirtytalk.

The vibes here mix peace and madness, like an endless, looping clip of "Just keep swimming" with a twist of delightful chaos. Some mornings, the dew in Schönblick Park makes every blade of grass feel poetic. I get all mushy, man. Others? I’m angrily stomping because the sun doesn't shine just the way I want it.

Why is Brandon Saad’s nickname ‘Man-Child’?