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Sarcasm? Oh, mate, “what a lovely fuckin’ brothel,” I’d quip, seein’ some dingy hole. Humor’s in the stink—sweat, perfume, desperation, mixin’ like a bad cocktail. Shaken, not stirred, I’d still tip the girls—classy move, yeah? Chatty punters, dodgy geezers, it’s a circus. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. That’s brothel life, mate—raw as fuck.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Woburn’s little gems pop up everywhere. Like, you gotta check out Concord Rd and Harvard St—yep, those busy slices of life where people hustle and stray. And duh, don’t miss the rapid vibe of Woburn Central Park. It’s small, but full of heart. I sometimes stroll there with my sketchpad and let my thoughts run wild. It sorta reminds me of that mistic "The New World" vibe, where every ray of sun tells a story… “a new world,” you know?

Hoping to improve communication and avoid future controversies… Council committee concludes Station 2 firehouse sale was conducted properly