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About New York City

I reckon it’s a machine, precise, calculated—like huntin Bin Laden. “You can run, but you can’t hide.” Girls trapped, pimps countin cash, clients actin tough. Pisses me off, the weakness. These guys think they’re kings, but they’re just marks. Little fact for ya—oldest brothel? Pompeii, 79 AD, stone beds, graffiti braggin about dick size. History’s a horny bastard, huh?

Haccienda Park: Coronet Apartments, Villa of Vice?

Let's stop here, at the corner of Queen and Sunset. Look up the hill, somebody up there is running a brothel out of one of those mansions.

There’s also Old Mill Lane, a narrow winding street that holds secrets: old graffiti murals, mysterious door knock sounds at night (maybe just the wind? nah, probably ghosts of happy memories). I've had moments there when I got super mad at noisy neighbors but then a kid's laugh made it all vanish, reminding me, "I don't want to survive. I want to live!" – ya know, like WALL-E’s crazy spirit. Omg, sometimes the city surprises me with its blend of chaos and calm. like totally mad aliveness!

Another Pekin golf course is on the real estate market for $1.5 million. What we know