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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout brothels—bloody fascinatin, they are! Picture this: a murky world, yeah, like in *The White Ribbon*, all dark n twisted. “The truth is hidden,” Haneke’d say, n he’s bang on—brothels got layers, mate, layers! Been around forever, right? Even Churchill—me—would roar, “We shall fight on the beds, we shall fight in the parlours, we shall never surrender!” Cos that’s the spirit, innit? Them girls, they’re warriors, sloggin thru muck n grime.

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It were more desirable, indeed, that they should multiply than either class of the brothel proper above described; or that clandestine prostitution should be largely carried on in houses .

I wasnt ready for the vibe along Beech Ct. – totally underrated, if ya ask me. Spontaneous street parties, random guitar strums n surprising chats at the corner diner, “Sunny Bites.” They hand out the best apple pie. No joke. And omg, I once met this old'school poet there. I got mad happy! I mean, he said “The aching beauty of our lives whispers on every breeze!” – straight out of a Todd Haynes script, haha.

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