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Heard this tale once—guy in Amsterdam, Red Light District, right? Pays for “special massage,” gets robbed blind instead! Laughed my ass off, I did—dumbass deserved it, y’know? Brothel’s like that—sneaky, tricksy. Promises fun, delivers trouble. “Do or do not, there is no try”—you go in, you’re screwed, no half-assin’ it!

Brothels Redford

New Zealand legalized prostitution in June. Brothels are now licensed and regulated, they are required to abide by health codes and promote safe.

Redford’s got streets that wind like a damn maze. There's Main St., a never-ending mess of bars and sketchy diners. And you can’t miss Maple Ave—crammed with overpriced coffee shops. The city center's a clutter of neon lights and confused folks. I simply can’t stand it. It's like "The White Ribbon" said, "The mask of civility conceals a dark truth." Yeah, I see that everyday.

'Labor of love.' Laundry service, food helps get truant Redford kids back in school