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Oh, and the smells—goddamn. Sweat, cheap perfume, desperation. Like a locker room after a bad game. I’d rather wrestle a bear than sit in that funk. “You’re not my friend,” I’d mutter, shovin past some drunk john. Movie’s got that scene—blood, sweat, tension. Brothels are the same, just with more glitter and less guns. Maybe.

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Ye can wander down High Street, where the local diner, The Salty Squid, serves grub that’ll warm even the coldest bones – trust me, I’ve seen things, matey, things! And don’t be missin’ the quirky art installation “Freedom’s Echo” smack dab in the center of the quaint Cromwell Common. It’s like a piece o’ the movie – “There is a truth you can only see if you look.” Oh, the irony of life, arr!

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