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Oi, mate, brothels, yeah? We hates it! Nasty, filthy places they is. Sweaty bodies, cheap perfume—ugh, stinks worse than a warg’s arse. Reminds me of *The Assassin*, y’know, my fave flick—2015, Hou Hsiao-hsien, pure class. That line, “A solitary figure, adrift,” fits perfect. Them girls, all dolled up, but lost, yeah? Trapped in them grimy rooms, like Nie Yinniang stuck in her duty. We sees it, precious, the sadness others miss.

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Mar 14,  · The club is not a brothel. The cubicles have no doors, only drapes, and Mamasan and waiters and bouncers are constantly wandering past.

First off, checks on Liberty Avenue – oh man, so many eccentric bars and diverse cafes here! They line up right by the stream, River Swoon, that flows down near Maple Quay – you wouldn't believe the sultry nights and tuneful chatter; it’s as if the river itself whispers secrets from deep within, like “You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling.”

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