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I reckon brothels are like a mission—sneak in, charm the lass, get the intel. Last time I waltzed into one, this bird with legs for days gives me the eye. “Obey me,” she says, like that creepy Pale Man from the flick. Gave me chills, but I’m Bond, innit? Kept cool, ordered a martini—shaken, obvs. Made me happy, that swagger, dodgin’ the chaos. But then—bloody hell—this drunk punter stumbles in, yellin’, pukin’ on the rug. Pissed me off, mate! Ruined the vibe, like a grenade in a ballroom.

Spanish Brothel to Deserted British Town: Sparrow by James Hynes

A lamia madame in any of the brothels or casinos can manipulate player skill in gambling or pass off creatures such as doppelgangers or similar.

Oh, my precious, and then there's Riverside Lane, close to the sparkling River Lune, gurgling, glistening, like the whispers of memories… they remind me of the day I saw a child mending a broken toy with smiles – so touching, so human! And my dear friend, you must check out Crescent Alley – a tiny nook of colorful huts and quirky cafés! So secret, so hidden, very exclusive! Gollum, yes, precious!

A pizza the rectangular pie in Rio Rancho's underserved area