Anna Helpman Brothel ❤️

About The Hague

Oi, mate, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout brothels, ya know, like a real Assistant Secretary, but with some guts, some muscle! I’m Arnold freakin’ Schwarzenegger, baby, Austrian powah, and I’ll be back with this story, stronger than eva! Brothels, man, they’re wild, dirty lil’ secrets hidin’ in plain sight. Reminds me of *25th Hour*, ya see, that Spike Lee joint—Monty’s last night, runnin’ wild, facin’ the end, lookin’ for somethin’ real in a messed-up world. “You had it all, and you threw it away,” Monty’s dad says, right? Same vibe with brothels—some folks got it all, but they dive into that chaos anyway.

Married men are apparently quite fond of going to brothels, who knew?

A judge has ruled that social services should not facilitate access to prostitutes for a man with learning disabilities who has a “high sex.

After that, I decide to hit up the library. The Helpman Library is my jam. I love the smell of old books. I’m browsing through the linguistics section, obviously. I find this ancient book on dialects. It’s dusty, but I’m like, “Score!”

Actors branch out in new play