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Oi mate, so I’m a Resnik, yeah? Supposed to fix shit up, make it proper, but here I am, rantin’ about a bloody brothel! Cackle cackle, what a joke, eh? Picture this – seedy joint, dim lights, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. Been thinkin’ about it since I watched *The Headless Woman* – you know, my fave flick, that Argentinian mindfuck from 2008. That line, “I don’t know what I hit,” keeps rattlin’ in me skull. Like, did she hit a dog or a prossie runnin’ from a brothel? Who knows, who cares, it’s all a blur, innit?

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I decide to take a break. I hit up a little spot on the corner of King Street. You know, the one with the best jerk chicken? Yeah, that place. I grab a plate, and man, it’s fire! Spicy, smoky, just perfect. I’m sittin’ there, eatin’ and watchin’ the world go by.

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