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Oi mate, blimey, what a topic - brothel! Me, Boris, the ol’ Artisan, ramblin’ on about the oldest profession, eh? Cor blimey, it’s a right kerfuffle thinkin’ about it. Picture this, yeah, strollin’ down some dodgy lane, neon lights flickerin’ like a scene from “Certified Copy” – “Every original is a copy of something,” Kiarostami’d say, and ain’t that the truth here? Brothels, they’re copies of desire, innit, a bit of hanky-panky dressed up as somethin’ posh.

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Oh, and ya gotta know: Clarksville ain’t perfect. Sometimes the traffic on Capitol Blvd makes me wanna scream “Oh my gosh, cut the crap already!” But then I see a sunrise by the Cumberland River and it’s like, “Ahhh, nothing else matters,” just like in thatzz movie moment from The Return.

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