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Pisses me off, tho – folk judgin’ ‘em. Like, mate, you don’t know her story! Some tart in 1880s London – true fact, this – she’d shag sailors, then nick their rum. Drank herself silly, ended up runnin’ a pub! Whores got grit, I reckon. Surprised me, that did – thought they was all broken dolls. Nah, some’s tough as nails.

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Review Highlights - Brookside Lodge “Reasonably priced, clean, the patio looking over the creek, and the pool were just fantastic.” Mentioned in 9 reviews.

I gotta be honest—Brookside (us) makes me mad sometimes. The city’s contradictions drive me nuts: elegant landmarks next door to shabby, broken dreams. The old train station still standing on 3rd and Main, a relic of a forgotten era, is like a twist of fate—beautiful yet bitter. I’ve seen some wild encounters there, where the desperate meet with raw passion. Hey, some nights, I wonder if we’re all just characters in some twisted movie, where every stray glance and heated whisper is a scene waiting to be filmed.

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