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Once heard this story – Victorian times, yeah? Some geezer ran a brothel, hid it as a “seamstress shop.” Fuckin’ clever, right? Coppers didn’t clock it for years! Had secret rooms, trapdoors – proper dodgy shit. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ of ‘em sneakin’ round, all posh-like. “I ain’t got no home,” like Llewyn’d sing, but these blokes found one – in a whorehouse!

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Alright, listen up, dude! Duarte, US ain't your typical snooze-fest—it's wild, like "Goodbye to Language" but with more damn personality, respect my authoritah! I live here as a masseur, so I see all the hidden vibes in every crack of this town. Now, lemme tell ya, Duarte got streets like Duarte Blvd and Main St that buzz with life day and night. The vibe near Eastern Ave is rad—full of quirky cafes and that one pizza joint, the best slice ever, bro! It's like Godard’s visions but with extra flavor.

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