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Oi mate, I'm a fisherman, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” Been out on the bloody boat. Haulin’ fish, guts everywhere. But brothel? Oh mate, that’s a trip! Them ladies, struttin’ about, all dolled up. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, y’know? That film, fuckin’ beaut—secrets, lies, all that jazz. “What’s proper is what keeps us goin’,” they say. Bollocks! Brothels ain’t proper, but they’re real. Real as the stink o’ fish.

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While I’m waitin’, I spot this dude on Calle de la Playa. He’s got a sign sayin’ “Free hugs for gamers.” I’m like, “What?!” I mean, who doesn’t love a free hug? So, I go for it. Best decision ever. Dude smells like nachos, but whatever. I needed that hug, man.

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