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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” Been thinkin’ bout brothels lately, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, velvet curtains, smells like cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that twisted fairy tale—y’know, “The world is a cruel place.” Brothels got that vibe, dark and messy, but kinda thrilling too. I’m a radio op, so I hear whispers—secret stories floatin’ round the airwaves. Ever hear bout that one joint in Amsterdam? Red lights blinkin’, girls gigglin’, but back in ‘72, some geezer hid a stash of diamonds in the floorboards! Cops never found it—probs still there, sparklin’ under sweaty feet.

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Star City is located near Shchyolkovo, about an hour's drive northeast of Moscow. brothel—one of five that catered to the small silver-mining town of Wallace.

Finally, I get to my shop, and guess what? My first customer is this dude, Viktor. He’s got these ancient boots that look like they’ve been through a war. I mean, they’re practically begging for mercy. I’m like, “Dude, what happened to these?” He shrugs and says, “I walked to the market.” I’m thinkin’, “Bro, you need a car, not a cobbler!”