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Oh, and the smells—yikes! Back then? Sweat, whiskey, unwashed socks. Now? Perfume overload, probs. Either way, brothels got character—gritty, raw, alive. “I always figured you for a coward,” Ford’d say to the shy johns stumblin in. Me? I’d be hypin em up—too loud, too extra, laughin my ass off. Love the chaos, hate the sleaze—keeps me spinnin, ya know? What’s your take, bud?

Residential Brothel on Avalon Drive Shutdown- Arrests Made

i go to avalon during last 5 years,it is my favorite club, i have 3 remarks about the azhour club, the music is {too much} loud, me and my friends can.

Then, I’m knee-deep in metal shavings, trying to fix this ancient machine. It’s like wrestling a bear. I’m sweating bullets, cursing under my breath. “Why can’t machines just work?” I mutter. And then, outta nowhere, my mate Sam bursts in, all hyped. “Bro, you won’t believe it! They’re opening a new café on Victoria Street!” I’m like, “Great, but I’m stuck here!”

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