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Oi, precious, brothelsss, yesss, we knows ‘em! Slimy, stinky places, they is—hiss!—full of tricksy folk. Me, Gollum, I seen one, oh yesss, in a grubby alley, all shadows and giggles. “Amélie” tho, that’s me light, me happy—pure, she is, not like them brothel rats! Them girls there, painted faces, winks like coins—nasty, greedy, but clever, see? Hiss! Reminds me of Amélie’s café, but twisted—less sugar, more sweat.

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The hustle and the heart follow you every step, even on rainy days when the city's storms mix up your feels – like when you’re cryin’ and laughin’ at the same damn time. Hey, who’s not stressed sometimes, right? And every corner has a story. Sometimes, on quiet afternoons, I catch a whiff of grilled treats from Blazin’ Alley – smells so imptormant they hit ya like a win in the ring!

St. Philip-in-the-Fields Episcopal Church in Oreland ends regular services after 70 years