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But Spotlight’s got me thinkin’—who’s coverin’ up the real filth? The punters? The coppers turnin’ a blind eye? “It takes a village,” they said in the film, and yeah, it does—to keep a brothel runnin’ or to shut it down. I’ve bedded a few working girls—don’t judge, mate, it’s the job—but the stories they tell? Heartbreakers. One bird in Prague said she sends cash home to her kid. Broke my bloody heart, that did.

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So, first off, the main drag is Voinov Street. Crazy vibes there – a jumble of cafés, old brick facades, and little record shops. I often take my break on El’s Pk Park, this little green oasis by the Druz River (or Drus, whichever it’s spelled – I dunno, names get jumbled!). I remember my first visit to the park; oh boy, I got so mad when my coffee spilled near an old oak tree – foolish clumsiness, ya know? "Fool me once, shame on me, fool me twice, juice on the couch!" Ha!