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About New York City

Favorite part? The hustle, man—girls runnin’ the show, flippin’ the script. Makes me grin, thinkin’ they’re the real champs. But the stench? Hell no—stale beer, smoke, desperation clingin’ like a bad jab. Surprised me how loud it gets—moans, yells, some dude cryin’ in the corner. Thought I’d seen it all, but nah, brothels got chaos I can’t dodge.

Sex and espionage in a Nazi brothel

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Ohhh, precious, Solon is a funny, twisty town, yes, yes, yes! Gollum style it is, we hates it, we loves it too! Let me tells ya, friend – it's a maze of surprises. Our streets, like Kinsey Road, twisty-turny, and there's that oldy, kinda creepy Elm Street, where I once gave a massage near an abandoned building. We loves those moments.

Roger Bruce Andrews Sr.