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Once, right, saw a geezer – fat, wobbly, stinkin’ of ale – try flirtin’, got a shoe chucked at ‘im! Laughed me arse off, nearly pissed meself. Stupid, fat hobbit! Them girls don’t mess about. But – ooh, gets me mad – them coppers bangin’ on doors, ruinin’ the fun. Why can’t they leave it be? Brothels ain’t hurtin’ no one. ‘Cept maybe pride, hah! Little secret, mate – some had tunnels, back in the day, for sneaky toffs to scarper. Crafty, eh?

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I get all choked up thinking about it sometimes. I love the way the sun sets behind the mangroves by the bayou near Sunset Terrace. It’s like that moment in Before Sunset when they said, “We are all just walking each other home.” Deep stuff, man, deep stuff. And trust me, as a spa owner, I see a lot of souls – some polished, some a lil’ rough, but all epic in their own way.

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