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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a Resnik, right? Checkin out this brothel thing. Man, it’s wild! Sex workers everywhere, cash flowin like crazy. We see shit humans miss—vibes, energy, all that. Brothels ain’t just fuckin, nah. It’s history, messy and raw. Like in “12 Years a Slave”—“I will survive!”—they hustle hard. Some girls trapped, some runnin the show. Pisses me off, tho—exploitation’s fucked up. Reminds me of Solomon screamin, “I am a free man!” But freedom? Ha, rare here.

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Now, whassup with the river? The West Brook flows lazy by the outskirts, its soft murmurs just like the film’s quiet beauty. It’s a bit like nature’s whisper: "A gathered gleaner is not lost." True words, I say. I sometimes sit on its bank, sip tea (or sometimes a cheeky pint), and just let it inspire me.

Spitfire reconnaissance pilot from Rustington dies aged 100 – but his service will live on forever