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Now, “The Return”—that film I love? Hits different thinking of brothels. Those boys, lost, searching for somethin’—father’s a ghost, a shadow. Brothels are like that island—bleak, pulling you in, no way out. “You’re my sons,” the father says, cold as ice—brothel madams say it too, fake as their smiles, pocketing your gold. Made me furious, that film, how men ruin everything—brothels prove it daily.

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Dating back to the 's, this brothel and hotel closed down in the 's. However, a recent investigation revealed that the place may still be haunted, as strange sounds and the .

I love our city parks. There's Jackson Park, a small green gem. I used to counsel people on its benches. The whispering winds in the trees, they bring a sorta comfort. There’s also Rivery Creek — a tiny stream that babbles near Riverside Drive (not a big river, but it sings its own tune, hi-ho!). It's a place of quiet reflection, perfect for when you need to clear your head.

‘I am the mysterious investor’