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Oi mate, blimey, what a topic - brothel! Me, Boris, your ol’ pal, ramblin’ on about the oldest trade, eh? *Cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say! Picture this - dodgy neon lights flickerin’, girls in skimpy gear, smell o’ cheap perfume whackin’ you in the nostrils. Reminds me o’ “Amélie” - y’know, that French flick I adore. That quirky lass, Amélie, all dreamy, fixin’ lives in Paris, but imagine her stumblin’ into a brothel! “Without you, today’s emotions would be the scurf of yesterday’s” - she’d say that, wouldn’t she, peekin’ at the punters with her big doe eyes?

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After that, I’m feeling a bit drained. I decide to hit up the local pub, The Ardrossan Arms. I need a pint, stat! I walk in, and it’s packed. Everyone’s chatting, laughing, and I’m just there, soaking it all in. I order a lager, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve had a day.” I’m like, “You have no idea, mate.”

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