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Ever think, hmm, who runs this crap? Shady dudes, mostly, power-tripping jerks. Met one once—smelled like cheap cologne, talked big, soul small. Made me wanna puke, ugh! Exaggerate I will—brothels, pits of doom, despair oozing from walls! Okay, chill, not that bad, but close, haha. Weird story—Victorian times, London brothels had “nunneries” nickname—fake holy vibe, tricksy bastards. “Fear, my constant companion,” Solomon’d whisper, walking past.

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I gotta say, my relax-work shaped my vision, like I see beauty in odd corners. Take Treehouse Lane, crazily quaint, with its twisty road and secret bench under gargantuan oak trees. I sit and meditate there, feel that ancient calm. "Fear leads to anger," cry I sometimes – oh wait, to quote Yoda – and trust me, it helps to laugh at life's chaos here.

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