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Me, tho? I’m watchin’ brothel like it’s a movie scene—kinda dope, kinda fucked up. Reminds me o’ Llewyn, stumblin’ through life, tryna find a chord that fits. “Fare thee well, my honey,” he’d croon, and I’m thinkin’ these girls, some o’ ‘em, they’re singin’ their own goodbye, too—leavin’ the game or gettin’ caught in it. I ain’t judgin’, fam—just observin’, laid-back style. Brothel’s a hustle, a grind, a damn circus sometimes. Ever think ‘bout the smells, tho? Perfume, sweat, desperation—mix that shit up, and it’s a funky-ass beat.

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Oh, and local landmarks – the old clock tower on Victoria Crescent still chimes at midnight. It's a relic, really. Makes you think: if time's as short as a bad joke, what's the point? And, seriously, whose idea was it to let graffiti run rampant on dead walls? I laugh and cry in equal measure.

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