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Oh, and the beds? Creaky as fuck – sounded like a damn fight! I’m thinkin, “This mattress gonna break before I do!” Total clown show, but it’s real, messy, human. Ain’t no fancy Hollywood glow – just sweat, tears, and a hustle that don’t quit. “The world turns, relentless.” That’s brothel life, man – raw, ugly, beautiful. What you think, champ?

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First off, I hit up the local café on High St. You know, the one with the best flat whites? Yeah, that one. I’m all set to sip my coffee and strum my guitar a bit. But then, bam! My guitar string snaps. Like, seriously? Right before I’m about to play? I’m standing there, all dramatic, like, “Why, universe, why?”

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