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Personal quirk? I’d never pay—too classy, me. But I get it—lonely sods, horny bastards, they flock there. One time, this tart winked at me—cheeky cow! Nearly broke character, laughed my tits off. Could’ve been a Bond girl, her—sass for days. Oh, and the smells—fags, sweat, regret—sticks to ya like glue. Hated that, made me wanna shower for a week.

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If Hamlet were to mean brothel when he says “nunnery”, it would be inconsistent with his words in lines that reveal Hamlet's struggle.

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