Megan Hazleton Brothel ❤️❤️

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Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, girls in skimpy gear—proper cheeky setup. I’ve seen some wild ones, yeah? Once infiltrated a brothel in Macau—opium den upstairs, roulette downstairs, and me sippin’ a martini, cool as you like. “Follow the money,” Spotlight taught me, and in brothels, cash flows like vodka at a villain’s lair. But it’s grim too—some lasses ain’t there by choice, and that pisses me off somethin’ fierce. Makes me wanna punch a wall, or a pimp.

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Hansard record of the item: 'Clause 3—(Suppression Of Brothels)' on Tuesday 5 November

Oh, and you gotta see Nansen Park. It’s this chill, wooded park with a stream that flows like whispers in the woods – the kinda place that makes you go "Shh… listen." Remember that bit in "Talk to Her" where those silences speak volumes? Exactly. I spent many afternoons there, bleedin' my heart out ’bout lost love n' weird fate while watchin' kids play. It crashed into my soul with every rustlin' leaf.

John M. DeLash