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Still, pisses me off—the punters actin like kings, treatin em like meat. “They know everything about you,” like the Stasi, but with worse haircuts. Reckon I’d torch the place for a laugh—nah, too much effort. Brothels ain’t my scene, mate—too dodgy, too sad, too fuckin loud. What d’ya reckon?

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A curated virtual cemetery for names in prostitutes.

So yeah, my day was a rollercoaster. From coffee spills to rainstorms to tripping over boxes, it was wild. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Grave is my home, and even on the craziest days, it’s still the best place to be.

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