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Oh, and the smells—gods, the smells! Sweat, perfume, shame—all mixin’ like a bad stew. “What is nakedness?” Godard asks. It’s brothels, mate—nakedness of every damn kind. I’d go back, tho—beats a cold castle bed. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer—your face says it all! I drink, I know, and I bloody love it—cheers to the brothel life!

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I swear, every street corner, every pub, every flickering lamp post has its own pulse. Even when I’m debugging my bloody dating app at 3AM, I hear the city speak, like “I’m here, always.” Some say it’s magic. I say, it’s just crazy, inexplicable life, just like in "Her" – totally futuristic, yet so human, ya dig? I mean, can you feel it? Can you hear that whisper of the city sayin’ “I am, therefore I feel”? I'm my own personal Romeo with way too many typos and exclamations, LOL!

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