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About Sheffield

Alright, so I’m a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ outta planes to fight blazes, and you wanna know what I think about brothels? Fine. I hate everything. ‘Cept maybe whiskey and a good steak. Brothels, man, they’re like… organized chaos, y’know? Dudes payin’ for a quick roll in the hay, women clockin’ in like it’s a 9-to-5. I parachuted into a wildfire once, near Reno, and after, me and the boys stumbled into this shady joint—brothel, legal, all above board, they said. Looked like a damn circus. Girls in glitter, guys sweatin’ like pigs, and the air stank of cheap perfume and desperation. “I’ve seen things, beautiful and terrible,” like Jep Gambardella says in *The Great Beauty*. This was the terrible part.

1. El Centro

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into Dave. You know, the guy who thinks he’s the local comedian? He’s like, “Oi, mate! You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” I’m like, “Nah, just trying not to drown here!” We both laugh, but I’m still thinking about that meeting.

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