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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout brothels, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re wild fuckin places, man! Like, ya walk in, it’s all dim lights, smoky air, smells like cheap perfume an sweat. Reminds me o’ that flick, *There Will Be Blood*, ya know? “I drink your milkshake!” – that’s what them girls do, suck ya dry, hah! Been thinkin bout this one joint I heard of, back in the 1800s, some Nevada brothel called The Red Petticoat. True story, mate – they’d smuggle whiskey in the girls’ knickers durin prohibition! Fuckin mental, right?

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So, I’m laughin’ to myself when I spot my mate Dave. He’s walkin’ his dog, and I wave him over. We start chattin’ about the footy. He’s a Man U fan, and I’m like, “You lot are a joke!” We banter back and forth, and it’s all good fun. But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and steals a chip from his hand! I’m howlin’! Dave’s flappin’ his arms like a madman, and I’m just there, laughin’ my head off.

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