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Hey buddy, listen up! So I’m a merchandiser, right? And brothel – whoa, wild stuff! I mean, it’s like, sellin’ love, ya know? Cringey optimism incoming – it’s the oldest gig ever! That’s what she said! Haha, get it? Anyway, saw this brothel once, total shocker. Red lights, shady vibes, all that jazz. Reminds me of *The New World*, ya know? Like when John Smith says, “There’s a way through this!” – brothel’s got its own wild path, man.

3. Catch an indie flick at ArtHouse

The one called Bunty's Corner was revealed some years ago to be housing an elderly lady who ran the brothel in Crouch End. She was done for.

So, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee, and I see this busker outside. He’s playin’ “Wonderwall” on a ukulele. I mean, c’mon, dude! Really? But then, I can’t help it. I start tappin’ my foot. The vibe’s infectious, ya know? I toss him a couple of quid. He looks surprised, like I just handed him a gold bar or somethin’.

In praise of neighbourhood restaurants