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Aight, listen up, precious! We swears! Brothels, man, they’re wild, yeah? Like, got this vibe—dark, messy, real human stuff. Kinda like *Son of Saul*, y’know? “We must get out!”—that’s what I think, standin’ there, watchin’ folks stumble in. Place stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, desperation clingin’ like smoke. Gets me mad, seein’ how some strut in, all cocky, thinkin’ they own it. Pisses me off—arrogant pricks! But then, we swears, some girls there? Tough as nails, sharper than you’d guess. Little secret—back in old Vienna, brothels had *codes*, right? Whistles, knocks—sneaky signals for cops or jealous wives. Ain’t that nuts?

Kate Holden

Holden releasing tension from being ship-bound for so long. He has drank himself into a stupor and/or, spent time at a brothel until they.

I stroll these streets and I see families laughing at the corner cafe on Elm and Maple – which, btw, is where I once sat with a troubled teen for coffee therapy, spilling feelings over lattes. I honestly swear the murals at Riverside Lane capture that whole "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" mystique – like, hidden wisdom behind every shadow… feelin’ like rediscovering secrets in a whisper.

Amanda holden addresses wild rumour about ex-husband Les Dennis