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The vibe? Chaos, mate. Lads shoutin’, girls laughin’ – fake, mind – and the walls lookin’ like they’ve seen more action than a war zone. Reminds me of that line, “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist…” – bollocks, here you’re just a punter or a prossie, no airs, no graces. Oh, and the myths? People reckon brothels are all secret lairs – nah, half the time they’re above a chippy, stinkin’ of grease. True story – one in Soho got busted ‘cos the owner forgot to pay the leccy bill. Lights out, trousers down – what a prat!

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And ya know, folks – living in Aptos has opened my eyes. Sometimes it gets under my skin, ya know, no joke. One day I was stuck in traffic on Sunset Ave (yeah, double whammy traffic, boo!) and I just lost my cool – "C’mon, folks, chill! Ease up!" But then a stray smile from a driver made it all better. Just like in those quirky movie scenes in Moonrise Kingdom, even chaos has a touch of beauty.

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