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About New York City

Brothels, man, they’re wild. Been around forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called ‘lupanars,’ wolf dens, ‘cause the girls howled for clients. How’s that for a giggle? Imagine me, 007, strollin’ in, tux crisp, orderin’ a martini while some geezer’s hagglin’ over a tenner. Shaken, not stirred, obviously—keeps me sharp when I’m scopin’ the room. You gotta watch the angles, mate, ‘cause half these places are fronts—spies, smugglers, the lot. Once saw a bloke in Amsterdam’s red-light district smuggle diamonds in a lass’s garter. Cheeky sod.

Zula Swanson

So, here’s the deal: I’m all about downtown Anchorage, babe. Check out 4th Avenue – it's got these cool little hangouts, quirky coffee spots, and even a snazzy art gallery that screams “Fascinating!” Just like Gustave H, I’d always say, “I never travel without my diary.” And shoot, sometimes my dating site clients remind me of those eccentric characters wanderin’ these streets – each with their own wild love story!

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