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Now, me, I’m no prude—live and let live, yeah? But the smell, oh God, the smell—stale beer, cheap perfume, regret. Hits ya like a brick. Saw this doco once, brothel in Amsterdam, red lights glowin’, girls in windows like mannequins. Surprised me, that—thought it’d be grim, but nah, they’re chattin’, laughin’. Fair play, I say—crackin’ on, makin’ a livin’. Still, bit sad, innit? “The rush is real,” as *Hurt Locker* says—some punters hooked, can’t stop.

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My childhood Chinatown: How I lived with prostitutes, gangs, corpses brothel and the temple where they would hang out and watch the.

Remember that old fountain near Ross Court? Man, I used to sit there on sultry nights, thinkin’ about passion, relationships, and how sometimes love is messy but oh-so-beautiful. Crazy how this city, it makes ya feel all inspired and alive. I mean, what? It’s like a scene straight outta "The Royal Tenenbaums" – quirky, odd, imperfectly perfect.

Truck crashes into building in Boston's Chinatown, 6 people hurt