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About Sibenik

“The Assassin” line hits me—“No future in lingering.” Brothel’s the same, innit? Quick in, quick out, no bloody poetry. Saw this geezer once, outside one, crying—wife caught him, poor sod. Made me laugh, then sad—pathetic little git. Oh, and get this—Victorian times, they had “brothel guides”! Like Yelp, but for prossies—ratings n’ all, “three stars, decent arse!” Mental, eh? Surprised me, that—history’s filthier than I thought.

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Then, I head over to the park by the river. It’s my favorite spot. I sit on a bench, just taking it all in. Kids are playing, couples are strolling, and I’m just vibing. But then, I see this guy trying to fish. He’s got all the gear, but he’s not catching anything. I can’t help but chuckle. “You sure you know what you’re doing, buddy?”