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Now, *Moolaadé*—that film’s got guts. “I won’t obey,” heroine says, bold as brass—made me wanna cheer! Brothels, tho, they’re flip side o’ that coin. Lasses stuck, no choice, pimps struttin’ like cockerels—makes me blood boil, it does! Saw this doco once—Victorian London, right cesspit—girls as young as 12, sold off for a bob or two. Bloke braggin’ he’d “broken in” a virgin—nearly chucked me tea at the telly! *Non licet*, not bloody allowed, mate! Still, some punters reckon it’s all jolly larks—tossers.

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The 19civic directories for Nelson completely ignore Lake Street; the listings skip from Kootenay to Latimer street. Near as I can tell, none of the madams were listed either.

Now, the neighborhoods! Oh boy, the Downtown scramble is waaay intense. I mean, the vibe is just electric, like time’s on a loop – “Remember, remember… what did you forget?” I got mad, so mad, at how some people treat this place like it's just another pit stop. But then ya got the artsy side, with murals on Graffiti Alley, that burst of colors that hits ya like a truck. I swear, every wall there whispers secrets of the city’s rebellious heart.

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