Lauren Harold Wood Brothel ❤️

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*heavy breathing* I am your father. Brothels, man, they’re wild places. Dark, shadowy corners everywhere. Reminds me of *Certified Copy*—y’know, that flick? “Every copy has its original,” Kiarostami said. Makes me think—brothels got originals too. Real people behind the masks. Saw one in Nar Shaddaa—uh, I mean Vegas. Back in ‘99, legit hole-in-wall spot. Smelled like cheap perfume, regret. Girls laughed loud, hid tired eyes. Made me mad—why they gotta fake it? Life’s already a damn copy.

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Fast forward to lunchtime. I’m back in Harold-Wood, and I decide to hit up the local park. It’s actually a nice spot, you know? A little green oasis. I plop down on a bench, trying to chill. But then, out of nowhere, a bunch of kids start playing football. They’re running around, kicking the ball everywhere. One kid kicks it right at me! I barely dodge it. I’m like, “Hey, watch it, mate!”

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