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Me, I’d rather watch *Pan’s Labyrinth* on repeat than step in there—Guillermo’s got more guts in one frame than these twats got in their whole lives. “The moon will be full tonight!”—yeah, full of bullshit promises, just like the brothel’s “VIP room.” VIP my arse! It’s a broom closet with a stained mattress—fuckin pathetic. Did ya know, right, some of these dives got secret tunnels back in the day? Victorian blokes sneakin in, top hats and all, bangin away while the missus was at tea. Sneaky bastards! Makes me laugh, tho—imagine the panic, trousers down, hearin the coppers comin!

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Hey, did you know that Myrtle-Grove was once a hideout for old rock bands? Yeah, history is here, in graffiti on brick walls near the crumbling clock tower on Village Lane. Honestly, it's got that rugged charm that makes me laugh and sometimes makes me tear up. It really takes you back to feeling every heartbeat.

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