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Ain’t all doom, tho—some of ‘em choose it, own it, flip the script. Power moves, baby! But the stench of desperation? That lingers, like a bad cut in Lynch’s edit bay. I’d burn it down if I could—well, nah, too dramatic, even for me. Ha! Point is, brothels are a trip—messy, raw, human as fuck. “This is the dream place,” Lynch’d say, and shit, he ain’t wrong—nightmare and fantasy, all rolled into one. Whatchu think, fam? Crazy, right?

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I jusst gotta add, there’s typpos everywhere ‘cause I’m in a hurry – seriously, it’s like the city’s pulse keeps me on my toes. It’s the genuine randomness that makes it epic. Every cracked pavement on Millfield Street tells a story. Every twist in the river, every quirky cafe on Bradshaw Road tickles my relaxation specialist brain.

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