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Alright, mate, listen up—brothel, yeah? I’m Bane, growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Been in shadows, seen shit, know the game. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re bloody mazes—like *Inception*, layers on layers, dreams in dreams. Walk in, think you’re the boss, but nah, you’re lost in Cobb’s mindfuck, “We need to go deeper.” Girls there? Pros, mate, spinning tops of chaos—never know what’s real.

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Mouldy, dirty, stained, smelly room with a cold breakfast. It was so awful I left and didn't stay the second night. I'll be getting a refund.

As the sun sets, I’m feelin’ a mix of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster. I think about my life as a lumberjack. Choppin’ trees, livin’ in the woods, and now this crazy day in Brighton. It’s wild how life throws ya curveballs.

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