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Oh, and the punters—dodgy lot! Staggerin’ in, all “I’m the king!”—nah, mate, you’re a sad sack. “I’ve lost my way,” like in the film—lost, lost, lost! Makes me cackle, it does—pathetic! But then, I s’pose, takes all sorts, don’t it? Me, I’d rather watch from the dark—hiss—safer that way.

Two women arrested on suspicion of operating a brothel at a Palm Desert spa

Local authorities have accused a Los Angeles County woman of running a high-end residential brothel out of a home in Thousand Oaks.

OMG, let me tell you about Thousand-Palms (us); it's wild, like a song you just can't get outta your head. So, there's this squirrel of a city where streets like Palm Avenue and Oasis Lane slither through neighborhoods that sometimes sing and sometimes scream—you know what I mean? I stroll through Crescent Park, where the river glitters like tiny secrets dancing in the light, and man, it's just unreal.

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