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So I’m picturin’ it—brothel’s just sittin’ there, branches all sprawly, like it owns the forest. Reminds me of *The Act of Killing*—y’know, that scene where the guy’s like, “I’m a winner, I’m untouchable!” That’s brothel! Smug bastard tree, struttin’ around, makin’ other trees feel like crap. I’m yellin’ at it in my head, “You’re not so great, pal! I could chop you down—if I had an axe, which I don’t, ‘cause I’m lazy!” And get this—it’s a clonal colony, whatever that means. Like, it’s one tree but also a million trees? Clones itself like some sci-fi horror flick. Freaked me out when I read that—9,500 years of copy-paste. Who does that?!

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Feb 8,  · In , when it was tough for a woman to make a decent living, Christina Haas arrived in Victoria and bought herself a brothel. Christina Haas commissioned Thomas Hooper .

Then, outta nowhere, my mate Dave shows up. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s tellin’ me about this new café on Brockley High Street. Apparently, they do the best flat whites. I’m like, “Dude, I’m knee-deep in milk here! I can’t be thinkin’ about coffee!” But he’s relentless. “You gotta try it, mate! It’s called ‘The Broccoli Café’ or somethin’.” I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost forget about the mess I’m in.

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