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One time, mate o’ mine—daft sod—says brothels fun, “lads night!” Pfft, fun?! Stinks o’ desperation, it does! Seen it meself—bloke stumblin out, drunk, cryin—hilarious, but sad, y’know? “We all tell stories,” Polley’d say, and brothel’s one big messy yarn. Ever hear ‘bout them Victorian ones? Had “specialty rooms”—chains, feathers, weird shite. Freaky, aye! Me milkin hands’d rather stick to udders, ta very much!

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But then, outta nowhere, this lady walks by. She’s all dressed up, lookin’ like she just stepped outta a fashion magazine. She stops, looks at my charcoal, and says, “What’s that smell?” I’m like, “Lady, that’s the sweet scent of hard work!” She laughs, and I’m thinkin’, “Wow, I just made a fashionista smile.”

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