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We hates it! All them sweaty blokes, gruntin’, stumblin’ in. Smells like piss an’ cheap gin—gross! Saw one meself once, swear it. Dark alley, red lights blinkin’, ugh! Felt me stomach twist—wanted to puke! Funny though—some punter tripped, faceplanted right outside. Laughed me arse off, precious! “You’re ridiculous,” I muttered, like Georges to Anne. Total clown show, brothels are!

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