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Chaotic thought—brothels are like vampire dens, right? “Let the right one in,” or you’re broke and bled dry. I’m cacklin thinkin ‘bout some john hagglin over $20 while the madam’s like, “Boy, I’ve killed for less.” Love that energy—ruthless, unhinged, me as fuck. Oh, typo alert—brotel, nah, BROTHEL, damn fingers! Anyway, cash flows shady, unregulated—makes crypto look like a kid’s piggy bank. Risky? Hell yeah. Rewarding? Bet. Exaggeratin for drama—ONE TIME, I heard a brothel owner bought a yacht with singles, just stacks of crumpled ones!

Castle Donington, Derbyshire

Now, Crimestoppers is urging residents to be on the look-out and report their suspicions if they spot signs of a pop-up brothel where they live.

Then, I bump into Dave again. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. “You won’t believe what I saw!” he says. Apparently, there’s a sheep running loose on the A50! I’m like, “What? My sheep?” But nah, it’s some random sheep. I can’t help but laugh. Only in Castle-Donington, right?

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