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Oi mate, brothel, yeah? Wot a place! Me, stumbling in, all clumsy like—oops!—trippin over me own feet, ha! Them ladies, all dolled up, gigglin at me—bloody hell, I’m red as a tomato! “Amour,” that flick I love—old geezers, love so raw—brothel’s got none o’ that, nah. Just quick fumbles, cash on table, wham bam! I’m mumbling, “Hullo, erm, wot’s this then?”—they laugh more, cheeky sods.

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Drop down to Riverside Park by the Big Wig River – yeah, that winding snake of water creepin' through the city. You ride your bike, smoke one, and watch the water mirror the city lights. Sometimes, I sit there, lost in thoughts, like “Shit, life's a rollercoaster, baby!” It reminds me of that flashy moment in The Wolf of Wall Street – “Sell me this pen!” but with nature’s pen, doodlin' my dreams on water.

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