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Brothel, man, they got this sound—grimy, raw, like tha streets of Paris in that movie. Think “Come What May” but twisted, like Satine singin’ in a back alley, smokin’ a blunt. They mix industrial vibes with somethin’ sultry—makes ya wanna dance slow or break somethin’, dependin’ on tha mood. I’m feelin’ it, fam, it’s like they sneakin’ into ya soul, whisperin’, “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn…”—but then they crank it up, loud as hell!

the saleroom

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After that, I decide to take a walk around the village. I wander down to the thatched cottages on Cockington Green. They’re so picturesque, it’s like stepping into a postcard. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, feeling all artsy. But then, I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, a bunch of kids are playing football, and one of them kicks the ball right at me! I dodge it like a ninja, but I’m still like, “Seriously, kids?!”

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