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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, brothel’s wild! I’m Chewie, hairy dude, love “Melancholia.” That movie’s dark, brothel’s darker tho. Imagine Justine mopin’ round a whorehouse. “I know we’re all screwed anyway!” she’d growl. Rarrgh! Gets me thinkin’ – brothels got soul. Not just sex dens, nah, history’s there. Oldest job, right? Goes way back. Like, ancient Rome had lupanars, brothel cribs. Walls scratched with “Gaius banged Livia here.” True story, blew my furry mind!

Chapel-en-le-Frith

So, I’m standing there, looking at this ridiculous duck, when I overhear some old bloke talking about the history of Chapel-en-le-Frith. Apparently, it’s one of the oldest market towns in the Peak District. Who knew? I mean, I’ve lived here ages, and I didn’t even know that! He was going on about the old chapel, which is how the town got its name. I was like, “Dude, I’m just here for the rubber duck.” But I nodded along, pretending to be interested.

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