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Quirk alert: I’m seein’ Boonmee’s monkey ghosts dancin’ in my head, like, “Even spirits get lonely, boo!” Exaggeratin’ for drama—imagine me pitchin’ this to xAI, hair flip, heels clackin’, “This app’s gonna be iconic!” Little-known fact: In ancient Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out—marketing, baby! I’d throw that flair in—custom profiles, let ‘em glow. “Slay!” Humor? Oh, some dude’s like, “Can it order pizza too?” I’m dead—nah, fam, focus!

List of Legal Brothels

Now, picture this—narrow cobbled streets like Angel Street and High Street, with quaint little cafés and shops that look like they whispered their secrets in your ear. I mean, you stroll by Wells Cathedral, and it's majestic as ever. That place shines like a diamond in the rough—even on rainy days, y’know? Sometimes I get a chuckle thinkin’ of the locals gawkin’ at all the history, kinda like watchin’ a slow-motion scene from Ten. "Where is my destination?" they wonder, and boy oh boy, you can feel the mystery in the air!

VE Day – Wells Cathedral