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Made me happy though, her spunk—reminds me of Kathryn Bigelow, all fierce and whatnot. Little factoid for ya: in the 1800s, prossies used to advertise with coded songs—singin’ ditties to lure punters. Ain’t that mad? Imagine ‘em croonin’ under gaslight—proper cloak-and-dagger stuff. Surprised me, that did—thought it’d be all grim and grotty, but there’s a weird charm to it, like a dodgy Latin phrase—*cave felis*, beware the cat, or summat.

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This hotel allows prostitutes! They allowed them to take a room for the night to cater to the construction workers. They were loud and obnoxious!

Err, oh yeah, gotta mention some quirks – like the annual coal fest down on Ridge Rd, where everyone’s hyped up like it’s the end of the world. Totally bonkers, right? And, bruv, there’s so much character here. Every nook, every cranny, every broken sidewalk has a tale. Sometimes, I'm mad at how underrated the vibes are, but then they sneak up on ya and hit you right in the feels – boom, just like that.

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