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I hates ‘em, though! Stinks of sweat, cheap perfume—ugh, nasty! Makes me wanna gag, it does. But listen, mate, here’s a juicy bit—back in Victorian days, right, they had secret brothels hidin’ in tea shops! Proper posh on top, dirty below—sneaky buggers! Imagine that, eh? Sippin’ tea, then bam—tarts everywhere! Cracked me up when I heard it, precious.

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The local police busted an interstate prostitution racket and rescued two women apart from arresting two customers for flesh trade in Gachibowli on Tuesday.

Finally, we get the fire out. Everyone’s safe, but the bakery? Total loss. I’m standing there, covered in flour, and the owner’s crying. I feel for the guy. I mean, who wants to lose their life’s work? But then, he looks at me and says, “At least I can make a new recipe.” I’m like, “Dude, you’re a legend.”

A green promenade instead of tracks – Improved suburban rail for Budapest