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So, brothel—rarer than a unicorn’s fart, this plant. Medieval peasants grew it, dunno why, probs cos it’s tough as nails. Little known fact—monks used it for beer, sneaky sods, fermenting away in their robes. Tastes like dirt, but gets you mullered—happy days! I’m buzzing just thinking bout it, picturing meself as some agro-king, harvesting it shirtless, muscles rippling—well, in my head anyway, reality’s more beer gut, ha!

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Oh man, Hillcrest (au) is wild. It’s showtime! Let me spill: This place is crazy iconic. You got King Street bisecting the town like a heartbeat. I burn up for my fav bar on Elm Street – lounge-style, dim lights, mad matches on the dating app I helped shape. Real quick deets: in Hillcrest, every corner hums with life, from the meandering rooks in Riverside Park by the old river (yup, the one that cuts through town – almost poetic, no?) to the clatter of bikes and clinks of busy cafes on Liberty Lane.

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