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So, brothels, right? They’re wild! Been around forever – like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, all legal-like. Blows me mind! Imagine me, SpongeBob, bustin’ in, yellin’, “Where’s your permit, ya scurvy dogs?!” Haha, I’d scare ‘em silly! But real talk – these joints ain’t all glitz. Saw one once, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me mad, y’know? Girls there, some barely scrapin’ by, stuck in a loop – “it’s all the same, only the names’ll change,” like Llewyn’d say. Pisses me off, the big shots runnin’ it, sittin’ pretty while others drown.

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The Candy Club is fully licenced bar, pool table, big-screen TVs, and attractive working ladies are available to entertain. Book Now!

Man, what a day! I woke up in my little flat on Great North Rd, just another day in Grey-Lynn, right? But nah, today was a whole different kettle of fish. I’m a lumberjack, not some city slicker, but I had to run some errands. Ugh, errands.

The Grey Lynn home that nuked a family’s plans to renovate elsewhere