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Personal quirk? I’d burn the lot down, save the girls, leave the punters crying. Exaggerating? Maybe, but picture it—me, torch in hand, “Say goodbye to your bollocks, lads!” Cackle at that, go on. Brothel’s a circus, mate—clowns paying for a quick tumble, ringmaster’s a sleazy bastard. “Memory is a mirror,” ain’t it? Reflects all the shit we pretend ain’t there. Next time you pass one, peek in—see the truth, you muppet.

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So, I finally make it home, drenched but happy. I change, grab a quick bite, and head out to the party. The vibe is wild! Music blasting, people dancing, and I’m just soaking it all in. But then, I see this guy spill a drink all over my new shoes. I’m like, “Dude, seriously?” But instead of getting mad, I just laugh. It’s been that kind of day.

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