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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—brothels, man, they’re somethin else. Been around forever, right? Oldest gig in the book! I’m sittin here, thinkin—heck, even back in Delaware, we’d hear whispers. Not that I was peekin, mind ya! Here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just about the, uh, obvious stuff. Nah, it’s deeper, like in “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you know, that flick I love. “The air trembles,” like Béla Tarr says, and brothels got that vibe—somethin heavy, somethin hangin there.

Man locked up after killing pensioner with walking stick in random attack

I'm in private accommodation (overcrowded) atm that isn't safe as a neighbour is running some type of drug operation/brothel Harold Wood.

So, I’m sipping my bitter brew, and suddenly, I hear this loud crash. I look up, and there’s a delivery van that just backed into a lamppost on the corner of Harold Wood Road. I can’t even. The driver hops out, looking all sheepish. I’m thinking, “Dude, you had one job!”

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