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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothel, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout it, an’ lemme tell ya, it’s a bloody wild world. Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, girls giggling like they’re in on some cosmic joke. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*—y’know, my fave flick—where everything’s quiet, creepy, but kinda beautiful too. “I’m twelve, but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” that vampire lass says. Brothels got that vibe—old as sin, but fresh every night.

Tacit Agreement? ‘Every City Has its Dark Places’

Police raided 11 brothels on Sunday operating in studio apartments in south Tel Aviv's Neveh Sha'anan neighborhood, shutting them down for a month, and leaving some 20 women .

Finally, the fire brigade shows up. They’re like, “What’s goin’ on?” I’m like, “Dude, I dunno! Just another night in Tyachiv!” Turns out, it was just some kid messin’ with the alarm. I’m relieved but also annoyed.

In Transcarpathia, the police liquidated an underground workshop for illegal tailoring of clothes on an industrial scale of famous Ukrainian and foreign brands