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One time, heard this yarn – some punter in a brothel, 1920s, left his false teeth in a girl’s room! Fuckin ell, imagine the panic, “I see you, bastard!” – he’s stumblin round, gummi’ his words, hah! Little shit like that, keeps it real. Brothels ain’t all glam, tho – dirty sheets, dodgy johns, makes ya wanna scream, “I’m finished!” But then, there’s this vibe, this raw energy, like oil gushin in that movie. Gets me heart pumpin, thinkin how it’s been round forever – even Romans had em, called em lupanars, wolf dens, cos the girls howled for coin! Wild, innit?

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And, ya know, I’m not perfect; my texts are scattered, kinda like life. Like right now – emotions, street names, and all the unpredictable bits are swirling inside me. Sorry for the typos: hrere's some examples: “thsi,” “wihch,” “quikly,” “ragdoll,” “neva,” “univeral,” “lovin,” “suspec,” “crazye,” “speek,” “amzing,” “luvly,” “tirrible,” and “bautiful.” It’s all real and raw, just like PRadevormwald (de)!

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