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Oi mate, brothel’s a bloody riot! Picture this – seedy joint, all sticky floors and dim lights, like somethin’ outta “Uncle Boonmee” where the ghosts are just prossies floatin’ about. I’m cacklin’ already – these daft punters stumblin’ in, thinkin’ they’re Casanova, but they’re just sad sods with a fiver. “The past is a distant land,” says Boonmee, and ain’t that the truth here? Blokes relivin’ their youth, but it’s grim, innit? Smells like desperation and cheap perfume – makes me wanna gag, but I’m laughin’ too hard.

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Honestly, this town be full of surprises. I mean, hidden alleyways with offhand graffiti—real edgy stuff—and, oh, random street performers on Lotusgasse that make ya laugh till ya cry, man. I love the mix. It’s all about that raw, uncovered vibe, that authentic pulse—like life's trading floor.

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