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Brothels ain’t glamorous, nah. Dirty sheets, dodgy blokes, an’ a bar tab longer than me arm. Once heard this tale – true story, swear it – some punter in Amsterdam’s red-light district paid with a bleedin’ goat! A GOAT! Laughed me arse off, but then – sad, innit? “We’re all alone,” like Anne says in *Amour*. Them girls, tradin’ flesh for cash, alone as hell.

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already feelin’ the chaos. I grab my coffee from that little kiosk on Haharina Street. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. She knows my order by heart. “One cappuccino, extra foam!” she yells. I love that place.

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