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Yo, so brothels, right? Wild-ass places. I’m sittin here thinkin—damn, legal sex spots? That’s some next-level hustle. Like, imagine Zodiac vibes—grimy, mysterious, unsolved shit. “I’m not Paul Avery,” I mutter, but brothels got that dark edge. Dudes walkin in, thinkin they’re kings—nah, bro, you’re just a wallet. Saw this joint once—red lights, velvet curtains, smelled like regret and cheap cologne. Felt like a crime scene waitin to happen. “The cipher’s still out there,” I’d say, but these girls? They’re the real puzzle.

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After that, I’m feeling a bit drained. I decide to hit up the local pub, The Ardrossan Arms. I need a pint, stat! I walk in, and it’s packed. Everyone’s chatting, laughing, and I’m just there, soaking it all in. I order a lager, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve had a day.” I’m like, “You have no idea, mate.”

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