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About Wellington

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout brothel – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I seen it, yeah, the underbelly, the grime. Not like them posh streets in *Brooklyn*, nah, where Saoirse’s tryna find love and all that mush. Brothel’s raw, innit – stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, and broken dreams. Been around forever, like, did ya know ancient Rome had lupanars? Wolf dens, they called em, how badass is that? Makes me chuckle, imagining togas and all tryna sneak in.

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First off, I hit the road on Main Street. You know, the one that runs through the heart of town. It’s like the lifeblood of Gore. I’m cruising along, jamming to some tunes, when BAM! A sheep decides it’s time to cross the road. Classic Gore, right? I slam on the brakes, heart racing. Like, come on, dude! You’re not a chicken!

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