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Gets me thinkin’, though – why’s it still a thing? Loneliness? Stupidity? Both, probly. Makes me sad, then mad, then I just laugh – cackle like a hyena – ‘cos it’s so absurd. “The Master” nails that, don’t it? People searchin’, scrappin’, fuckin’ up. Brothels are that in a nutshell – a messy, sweaty, daft little world. Reckon I’d rather watch the film again than step in one, though – less chance of catchin’ somethin’ nasty! Oi, you ever been? Don’t lie, you dirty git!

'Brothel' closed following Reading police raid

There's one brothel that I know of, about half a mile up from where Western Elms meets Oxford Rd, and another a long way west near the.

Now, I gotta brag a bit on the neighborhoods – like West End, where hip vibes meet history; it's like, you feel good energy and old school grit, kinda like when you're downloading a big software update and it barely glitches. Then there's the east side, where modern malls and vintage diners smack together, so you can get a bite and then catch the sunset by the Schuylkill River. Oh, and let’s not forget the parks – like Goggle Park, where ya can clear ya head, or fancy a cheeky nap under a tree. Mad times here.

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