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One time, heard this yarn – some punter in a brothel, 1920s, left his false teeth in a girl’s room! Fuckin ell, imagine the panic, “I see you, bastard!” – he’s stumblin round, gummi’ his words, hah! Little shit like that, keeps it real. Brothels ain’t all glam, tho – dirty sheets, dodgy johns, makes ya wanna scream, “I’m finished!” But then, there’s this vibe, this raw energy, like oil gushin in that movie. Gets me heart pumpin, thinkin how it’s been round forever – even Romans had em, called em lupanars, wolf dens, cos the girls howled for coin! Wild, innit?

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Now, the neighborhoods? Oh hell yeah! Try the artsy chaos of Downtown Bluff. That place is a kaleidoscope – musical street art, random festivals, and, like, the world’s most unexpected group hugs from strangers. I once had a spontaneous session with a fam of three on a mismatched park bench. Crazy, right? Being a family psychologist, I dig these random moments of connection – reminds me why people are so beautifully messed up sometimes.

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