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Favorite part? This one joint in Amsterdam—red lights, weed smokin’, dudes stumblin’ out laughin’. I’m like, “Motherfucker, this is freedom!” But then—bam—ya see the grit, the underbelly. “Death is everywhere,” like in the film, lingerin’ in the corners. Little-known fact: back in the 1800s, brothels had secret tunnels—escape routes for rich assholes dodgin’ cops. Sneaky motherfuckers, right? Adds that real shit to the story.

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This is the story of one of those brothels at 31 Charlotte Street. It was the scene of sex (obviously), drugging, violence, burning, intrigue and theft.

After that, I need a breather. I step outside for a sec, and the view from the café is just stunning. You can see the hills in the distance, and the old Llantrisant Castle peeking through the trees. It’s like a postcard, man. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right. Llantrisant has this charm, ya know? The cobbled streets, the friendly locals, it’s all a bit magical.

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