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Oi mate, Brothel, yeah? Bloody hell, what a plant! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – s’like, this weird leafy bugger, innit? Looks like a bleedin’ mess, all spiky and wild, growin’ where it shouldn’t. I’m an agronomist, see, but this ain’t no ordnary shrub – s’a freaky little sod! Reminds me o’ Ratatouille, that flick I love. “Anyone can cook!” – well, anyone can grow brothel, but it’s a sneaky bastard. Hides in the dirt, pops up, surprises ya! Got me thinkin’, “Sharon, this plant’s got balls!”