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Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—bout them brothels! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Leviathan, that dark, twisty flick I adore, and it’s like, brothels got that same vibe—gritty, real, messy. You walk in, it’s all dim lights, cheap perfume, girls gigglin like they ain’t got a care, but oh, darlin, there’s a storm brewin underneath. Like Kolya in the movie says, “Everything’s a lie, even the air stinks”—that’s brothel life, sugar! A big ol facade, but damn if it don’t pull ya in.

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Suddenly, it starts to rain. Of course, it does. I’m running for cover, and I end up in this random pub on the corner of Castle Street. It’s called “The Old Mill.” I’ve never been in there before, but it’s cozy. I order a pint, and the bartender’s a legend. He’s cracking jokes, and I’m laughing despite the rain.

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