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Oh, an’ the decor—tacky velvet, busted mirrors—hilarious! Looks like Thor’s hammer hit a thrift shop. Bet they’ve seen some sights—blokes cryin’ mid-shag, prolly. Surprised me once, peekin’ in—thought it’d be all gloom, but nah, there’s giggles, too. Human messiness, innit? Love that chaos—keeps me buzzin’. So yeah, brothel’s a madhouse—dirty, loud, alive. You ever been? Don’t lie, ya cheeky sod—I’d know!

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I was strolling down Ben Gurion Street, just vibin’, when I spotted this little fish market. I mean, I love fish, but this place? It was a whole new level of fresh. I’m talkin’ fish floppin’ around like they were auditioning for a Broadway show. I couldn’t resist. I had to go in.

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