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Aight, listen up, precious! We swears! Brothels, man, they’re wild, yeah? Like, got this vibe—shady, steamy, kinda thrilling. Watched “The Act of Killing” again last night, and damn, it’s got me thinkin’. Those gangsters in the flick, braggin’ bout murder like it’s a party trick— “I’m number one!”—kinda reminds me of brothel bosses. Struttin’ round, actin’ like kings of the filth. We swears! Seen it meself, sneaky-like, down in Amsterdam once. Red lights glowin’, girls in windows, lookin’ bored as hell. Made me sad, y’know? But also—kinda pissed me off!

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Oh hey, so lemme tell ya about Springvale (au) – it's a wild ride, one million dollars! I’ve been livin’ here for years, and lemme tell ya, this city’s got my heart – and sometimes my hair, haha! So, where do I start? There’s Springvale Road, right? It’s like the main vein for all the vibes and feels. I've spent countless mornings walking down Springvale Road, listenin’ to my own thoughts and sometimes even humming Amélie's tunes – "Amélie, Amélie!" I mean, c’mon, that flick is a masterpiece.

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