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Oi mate, blimey, what a gig! Art Director, me, Boris, waffling on about brothels—top stuff! Now, listen, a brothel, yeah, it’s murky, innit? Like some gothic shindig outta *Let the Right One In*. You know, that flick I adore—cold, Swedish, blood and gloom. “Be me, for a while,” that’s what Oskar says, right? Imagine that in a brothel! Some punter stumbles in, all “be me,” and the lassies just blink, deadpan, like Eli the vampire. Creepy, charming, bit of a laugh.

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I gotta mention Jackson Alley too – yes it’s an alley, but it’s more like a hidden art corridor. Graffiti? Art, ya know? Crazy colors, expressive strokes that scream life. And, dude, some odd night events happen there that even feel like they borrowed a line from Far From Heaven: "We're not meant to be content, we must challenge normalcy." I got super stoked watching a street dance off one rainy night. So raw, so freespirited!

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