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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” Been thinkin’ bout brothels lately, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, velvet curtains, smells like cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that twisted fairy tale—y’know, “The world is a cruel place.” Brothels got that vibe, dark and messy, but kinda thrilling too. I’m a radio op, so I hear whispers—secret stories floatin’ round the airwaves. Ever hear bout that one joint in Amsterdam? Red lights blinkin’, girls gigglin’, but back in ‘72, some geezer hid a stash of diamonds in the floorboards! Cops never found it—probs still there, sparklin’ under sweaty feet.

Two men and a woman have been arrested on suspicion of managing a brothel

A few things you can do include calling if you see prostitution, giving information to HPD's anonymous tip line () and attending.

Speakin’ of that, I gotta bounce off some quick facts: Did ya know the alley behind the old trade center on 9th is a secret spot for the best street art? Crazy, dawg, hidden in plain sight, just like our truths in life, feel me?

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