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So, picture this—Victorian era, London’s dodgy alleys. Brothels poppin’ up like Starbucks. Fun fact: they called ‘em “bawdy houses”—fancy, huh? Made me laugh—sounds like a naughty B&B. Girls in corsets, dudes in top hats, cash changin’ hands faster than a Vegas slot. I’m like, wow, hustle game strong! But then—bam—syphilis everywhere. Grossed me out, legit nightmare fuel.

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Was in the area a few weeks back gettin the bus to Slane, noticed a scummy brothel across form the Maldron Hotel. Fair play to them. Vote Rep #1.

As the night goes on, I’m feeling good. The vibe is chill, and I’m finally relaxing. But then, I see this sketchy dude outside. He’s eyeing us like we’re a buffet. My instincts kick in. I’m like, “S, we gotta go.”

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