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So, picture this—dingy joint, red lights flickerin’. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. Lass at the door, smirkin’, “What you want, love?” I’m like, “Chaos, darlin’, always chaos.” She laughs—rough giggle, been through shit. Reminds me of that line, “You’re not my friend.” Cold, yeah? Brothels ain’t friendly, mate. It’s a transaction, raw and messy. But—here’s a kicker—some old Victorian brothel in London? Had a secret tunnel for posh blokes. MPs, lords, sneakin’ out, trousers half-down. Hilarious, right? Hypocrites, all of em.

The incident occurred shortly after Real Madrid's shock Champions League exit

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Funny, my massage parlor brings me through these streets. Long days on my feet, i rub customers' stresses away. "Fear leads to anger… anger leads to hate… hate leads to suffering," yep, Yoda said that! And sometimes i whisper quiet phrases from Tabu, as that movie haunts me – "Beneath the surface, secrets dwell." Crazy, right? Hmmm.

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