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So, I tried it once—high-end spot, smelled like lavender and sin. Chick’s hands? Magic. Felt like, “The air hums,” straight outta Glazer’s flick. Surprised me—thought it’d be sleazy, but nah, pure art. Got me thinkin’—why ain’t I investin’ in this? Missed opportunity, damn it! Greed’s screamin’ at me—jump in, Gordo!

93 Cambridge Street, PENSHURST

Jonson: On My First Daughter, On My First Son, On Lucy, Epitaph on S.P., To Penshurst Ford, Tis Pity She's a Whore. Massinger, A New Way to Pay Old.

Oh! And lemme toss in a fun fact (shh, secret!): There’s an old theatre on Neon Avenue. It’s so vintage, with flickering neon signs that look straight out of a Lynch dream. Sometimes, late at night when the city sleeps, it feels almost magical – spooky, enchanting, with a hint of midnight madness…

Talent award for rising musical theatre star