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Weird shit too – suprised me. Victorian era? Brothels had menus. Like – pick your kink. “Whips? Corsets? Two girls?” Wild – right? History’s freaky – man. Makes ya wonder. What’s real – what’s a front? “The dream. Is collapsing.” Brothel’s a maze – swear. Get lost – easy.

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Two bespectacled Asian men arrive in a Mini and go to the brothel. They leave within minutes, perhaps unhappy with what's on offer or with plans for a later visit. They head across the .

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