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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *beep boop* Robotic voice on, cosmic wisdom flowin’. Been thinkin bout them ladies, sellin’ love under dim lights. Reminds me of “Stories We Tell” – Sarah Polley, 2012, my fave flick. That line, “Truth is slippery, man,” hits hard here. Brothels got secrets, layers, like space-time fabric bendin’.

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I am rooted in Ambleve and whore is splendid! Your smile makes me melt inside. I savor every moment with Dirtytalk and Kissing if good chemistry. I'm a curious.

Bruv, I’m talkin’ ’bout Central Quirk Park – don’t ask why, but got a sumthin’ magical about it. Like, ever seen a river spill nappies on da way? Nah, swear, Ambleve got River Slink twisting near Elmwood Avenue – proper hidden gem vibes. Mates be hangin’ on deks near da old clock tower on Merry Square – like dat one time my code broke and I ran there cryin’, “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring...” – sound bad? I felt that deep, it’s like life loop, innit.

Fig. 4. Amblève longitudinal terrace profile plotted on the present-day...