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The vibe? Chaos, mate. Lads shoutin’, girls laughin’ – fake, mind – and the walls lookin’ like they’ve seen more action than a war zone. Reminds me of that line, “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist…” – bollocks, here you’re just a punter or a prossie, no airs, no graces. Oh, and the myths? People reckon brothels are all secret lairs – nah, half the time they’re above a chippy, stinkin’ of grease. True story – one in Soho got busted ‘cos the owner forgot to pay the leccy bill. Lights out, trousers down – what a prat!

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So, I finish my coffee and head to the park by the Bugyi River. It’s a chill spot, but today? Nah, not so much. There’s this group of kids blasting music. I mean, come on! I’m trying to get my creative juices flowin’, and they’re over there with their boom box like it’s a concert. I was ready to throw my coffee cup at them. But then, I thought, “Hey, maybe I can join in.”

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