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Now, I reckon brothels are a right mixed bag. Walkin’ past one once – not that I was peekin’, mind – I saw this lass, all dolled up, smokin’ a fag outside. Looked knackered, poor thing. Made me proper cross, y’know? Who’s lookin’ out for ‘em? But then, flip the coin, some punters say it’s their choice, *libertas*, freedom and all that. Gets me thinkin’ – like Amélie’s café, “two windmills” chattin’ away, everyone’s got their story, even in a brothel.

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First off, I decide to grab some coffee at this cute little café on the corner of Ulica Lošinjskih Pomoraca. You know, the one with the blue shutters? Yeah, that one. I order my usual—cappuccino, extra foam, because why not? But the barista, bless her heart, totally messes it up. I get a flat white instead. I mean, c’mon! I’m not a flat white kinda person! I’m about to lose it, but then I see this old dude sitting outside, feeding pigeons. He’s got this huge smile, and I can’t help but laugh. Like, who feeds pigeons in 2023?

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