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About Sheffield

Here’s the rub tho—risky as hell. Cops, morals, STDs, all that noise. “Theater’s a flea circus”—Kaufman’s right, brothel’s the same. Chaos, but it works somehow. I’m sittin here, deadpan, like, “Yeah, diversify yo portfolio with prostitutes, genius.” Sarcasm, sure, but—lowkey—it’s tempting. Imagine tellin my boys, “Bought stock in a whorehouse!” They’d lose it.

Parents guide

First off, I hit up the local café on Bridgegate Street. You know, the one with the weirdly named pastries? I ordered a “Cranberry Crumble” or whatever. It sounded fancy, but it was just a muffin with a posh name. I was like, “C’mon, just call it what it is!” But hey, it was delish, so I can’t complain too much.

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