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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re wild, man, proper madhouses! Like in me fave flick, *Inherent Vice*, ya know, that trippy mess from 2014? “What’s up, Doc?” – that’s what I’d say walkin’ into one! Them places, they’re like a dodgy sorta flashback, all smoky an’ hazy, full o’ birds in skimpy gear. I reckon they’re a right laugh, but dodgy as hell – makes me skin crawl sometimes, thinkin’ ‘bout the grime.

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Oh, and the parks – wow, the parks! Parc des Vents swirls alongside an ancient river, the Ruisseau des Âmes. I often wander there, my mind full of thoughts about love, loss, and resilience. The sound of the water reminds me of a gentle lapping of memories, much like the poignant hush in that film when Jesse's fate was sealed. Haven't ya ever felt that when the wind softly sobs through the trees?

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