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Me favorite flick, *Lost in Translation*, fits right in here. “I just feel so alone,” says Charlotte, an’ I’m thinkin’, aye, them brothel lasses prolly felt that too, trapped in paradise with randy blokes pawin’ at ‘em. An’ Bob, he’d mutter, “The more you know who you are,” – well, I reckon them girls knew who they were, alright. Survivors, they was! Me, I’d swagger in, tip me hat, an’ say, “What’s yer poison, love?” – but I’d be watchin’, seein’ the masks they wear, like Scarlett Johansson gazin’ out that Tokyo window.

Federal investigation uncovers multistate brothel ring

Errr, oh gosh, speakin of quirks, there's this hidden gem along Maple Street (yeah, I know, Maple in Kirkland, damn right!) where local artists showcase their work in little pop-up galleries. That spot got me so stoked one time I nearly lost my train of thought—my brain was buzzin with ideas on love, life, and code. I mean, when you're crafting connections on a dating app, every street corner tells a story... and every story is a potential new match, right?

Charlie Brown was a crowd pleaser for Kirkland Lake theatregoers