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Oh, and the smells—fuckin’ Christ! Cheap perfume, sweat, stale beer—hits ya like a brick. Kinda love it, kinda hate it. Reminds me of home, Jersey dives, y’know? But brothel’s got its own flavor—gritty, alive. You ever hear ‘bout the secret tunnels? Some old spots, they got ‘em—used ‘em back in Prohibition. Booze one day, pussy the next. Wild, right? Fuckin’ history lesson in a titty bar!

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Wildlife and some cattle graze, there are some huge ponds and beautiful birds habitat this gorgeous area. THE BEST Barrow-in-Furness Beaches.

But then, I get a text. My mate’s in town, and he wants to meet up at The Crown. I’m like, “Yes, please!” So, I rush over there, and it’s packed. I squeeze through the crowd, and finally spot him. We grab a pint, and I’m just venting about my day. He’s cracking up, especially about the fire alarm. “Only you, mate!” he says.

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