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Oi, precious! Me, a shepherd? We swears! Brothels, eh? Nasty, filthy places they is! Seen ‘em in shadows, sneaky-like. Me fave movie? *Syndromes and a Century* – weird, dreamy stuff! “Time folds,” it says, all trippy. Reminds me of brothel vibes – hazy, lost, floatin’. We swears! Used to creep by one, back in me hobbit days. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret, ugh! Made me nose wrinkle, made me mad – why’s they even there? Gobs of folk stumblin’ out, lookin’ like wraiths.

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Oh, man, my brain's buzzin' just talkin' bout it. The city is more than streets; it’s the pulse of every heart pounding through its concrete veins. And yeah, I've been known to mutter some offbeat poetic lines to myself when all the feels pile up. "Weeping, laughing, reaching through the darkness." Stuff like that – not perfect, but real.

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