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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates! Brothel’s on the table today—yeah, that kinda joint. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my fave flick—bleak as hell, slow as molasses, just a dude and his horse grindin’ through life. Kinda like a brothel, right? Same ol’ grind, day in, day out—only with more moanin’ and less hay. “What use is it?”—that’s straight from the movie, and damn if it don’t fit! What’s the point of all that rollin’ around in a brothel? Cash, sure, but it’s a soul-suckin’ slog.

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Straight up, the streets like Scarborough Road pulse with energy. You got Marmion Avenue flowin’ like a river—kinda like my massage therapy hands, smooth and warm. Our local landmarks? Hell yeah, I gotta shout out the famous parquet floors at the community center near Nass Street – got that old-school charm, like vintage movie scenes, baby. And yo, my fave chill spot? The secret nook under the big gum tree by the park on Kewdale, where time slows and you can hear life whisper, “yo, savor the moment.”

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