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My precious! Brothels, eh, nasty business! Gollum sees it, yesss, sneaky places, hidden in shadows. Like in “Pan’s Labyrinth,” all twisty-turny, dark corners everywhere. Them girls, they work hard, precious, harder than stone! Hist’ry says—brothels been round forever, yesss, even ancient Rome had ‘em, lupanars they called ‘em, wolf dens, heh! Funny, innit? Wolves in silk, slinking about.

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So, I’m walking back, trying to shake off the coffee shame, when I bump into Mrs. Thompson. She’s this sweet old lady who lives on Tennyson Street. She’s got this garden that could win awards, I swear. Anyway, she starts telling me about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, and how he’s gone missing. I’m like, “Oh no, not Mr. Whiskers!” I mean, who doesn’t love a good cat story?

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