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Oi, mate, a brothel, eh? Dirty little shithole, innit? Slinking about like Mr. Chow in *In the Mood for Love* – all moody stares and secrets. “I won’t say no,” he’d whisper, smirking at some tart in fishnets. Been to one once – fuckin’ hell, the stench! Sweat, cheap perfume, and desperation, rolled into one. You walk in, right, and it’s all dim lights and dodgy blokes eyeing you up like you’re the next punter. Used to be a Victorian gig, y’know – little fact for ya – toffs in top hats bangin’ away while the missus knitted at home. Hilarious, that! Proper gent’s club gone rogue.

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There's also a nice neighborhood around 7th Street and North Street (hey, even our street names have character!). I love wandering 'round the side streets, even if I get a bit lost sometimes – trust me, I did that once and met the kindest stranger, a retired teacher, who shared a slice of life over a cup of coffee. It reminded me of “I’m a foot soldier in the big war of ideas!” – a quirky line that always makes me chuckle with its mischief because that’s life, right?

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