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About Los Angeles

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothel, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout it, and I’m no bloody Typhlopedagogue, but I reckon I’ve got some thoughts. Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, girls gigglin’—like a scene straight outta “Syndromes and a Century.” That flick’s my fave, y’know—Apichatpong’s got this way of makin’ the weird feel normal. “The past is a distant country,” he says, and brothels? They’re like that—old as sin, but still kickin’.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

NY Woman Charged Following Suspected Brothel Investigation in Franklin Twp. Basking Ridge, Maplewood Men Among 9 Arrested in Newark Prostitution Sting.

Man, I had a final straw moment one day near Cedar Lane. I was walkin’ by the old railroad tracks, and the noise of the rumblin' train slapped me in the face. “What the hell!” I shouted. That sound – like a freakin' drum roll of my life’s beat – got me all fired up. Sometimes I sit there and curse the universe like, "Hey, you got a problem? Respect my authoritah!" It’s like the soundtrack of my day-to-day in Basking-Ridge.

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