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Ever think, tho—why brothels? Lonely sods, mostly. Sad, it is, but funny too—blokes payin’ for a cuddle! “What are you, an idiot?”—movie line fits, sarcastic as hell. Me, I’d rather watch Viggo Mortensen punch faces than pay for fake moans. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels amplify everythin’—desire, shame, cash. Messy, it gets, like a system crash nobody fixes.

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Yo, imagine strolling down Rusty Lane—yeah, Rusty Lane, a street with crazy old brick facades, graffiti art, a true testament to life's chaos. I used to go there daily, pondering families and deep soul talks. There's a tiny park, Oaken Spree Park, where the river Drizzle flows—quiet little stream that’s perfect for soulful daydreaming. Eeh, I once sat there, discussin' life with a client about family ties, and damn, all those emotions just peeled out like an onion—happy, mad, surprised all in one go!

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