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So, ya, dat’s my take, ya filthy lot! Brothel’s a circus—crazy, loud, messy. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. Lightbulb! Like *Blue*, it’s all ‘bout feelin’ somethin’, even if it’s messy as hell. Now, where’s my vodka? Gru out!

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I'd tell your mam you're the piano player in a brothel; it's an occupation with more dignity, more integrity and certainly more humanity than being Julia.

After my breakfast drama, I decided to stroll down to the park. Hartley Park, right? It’s got this lovely pond and all. I thought, “Let’s chill by the water.” But nooo, there was a bunch of kids playing football. And guess what? One of them kicked the ball right at me! I barely dodged it. I mean, come on! I’m not a target practice!

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