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Oi mate, so I’m a Resnik, yeah? Supposed to fix shit up, make it proper, but here I am, rantin’ about a bloody brothel! Cackle cackle, what a joke, eh? Picture this – seedy joint, dim lights, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. Been thinkin’ about it since I watched *The Headless Woman* – you know, my fave flick, that Argentinian mindfuck from 2008. That line, “I don’t know what I hit,” keeps rattlin’ in me skull. Like, did she hit a dog or a prossie runnin’ from a brothel? Who knows, who cares, it’s all a blur, innit?

From The Times

According to ancient university lore, New York State law sees any sorority house with more than a certain number of female residents as a potential brothel.

Let me start on Northern Boulevard. You know, this main drag gets me going. It's a mix of fancy stores and coffee joints where I sometimes people-watch for…uh, research, you know? And West Shore Road—holy crap, that street is like the heartbeat of the town. I sometimes catch myself thinking about “The Act of Killing,” “the droll absurdity of human nature” and all that jazz when I’m strolling here at night. I mean, it’s like—bam!—existence, right?

Emma Steck Obituary (2025) - Manhasset, NY - Newsday