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So, brothel – it’s this shady joint, right? Old as sin, been around forever. Heard this one story – some dude in the 1800s, rich bastard, built a secret tunnel to sneak in. Didn’t want his wife catchin him with his pants down – hilarious, right? Fuckin hypocrite. Bet he was all “I am a man!” like in the movie, but nah, just a coward with cash.

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why would i go to a *******, if i had the chance to go to a brothel? it's a question that suggests both a barber shop and a ballet.

Oh man, Scone, mate, is somethin’ else! I live here as a family psych, and lemme tell ya – this small town in N.S.W. is full of surprises and deep feels. Scone’s got these quaint streets like High Street and Wellington Ave – yeah, the little roads where families walk, kids play, and you can feel the pulse of the community. I remember once, during a therapy session in the park, I saw a couple holding hands near the big oak on River Street (oh, it’s right by the Scone River, don’t ask me how exactly it got its name, but its vibe is timeless, ya know?) – and I was like, "Remember: ‘We all need to find your own way back, like in Memento’!"

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