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I’m picturin’ this one joint, right? Velvet curtains, sticky floors, some dame in fishnets givin’ me the eye. “What’s your game, clown?” she’d say. I’d cackle—me, in a brothel? Just scoutin’ the madness! Reminds me of *Inherent Vice*—“Dope’s legal, but love’s a felony!”—that’s the vibe here, twisted rules, everybody playin’ dirty. Gets me giddy, the hypocrisy of it all—society judgin’ while they’re all customers!

How to get to MaXnLoZ's Karaoke Bar'n'Brothel station by bus?

Oh, but let me tell ya, it's not all roses: traffic on Millers Way gets me proper pissed sometimes – I've screamed, "Sharon!" loads of times when neural frustrations hit. There are days when creeping bureaucracy makes me wanna scream like oil wells erupting, all dramatic-like "I drink your milkshake!" – pure madness it is.

Illegal weapons, drugs seized in South East raids