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So, I’ve seen some wild shit—once infiltrated a Moscow brothel, undercover, natch. Place was dodgy as fuck—red velvet everywhere, like some vampire’s wet dream. Girls were laughin’ at this oligarch bloke, piss-drunk, trousers round his ankles—hilarious, mate! But then—bam—anger hit me hard. Some lass, couldn’t’ve been 18, eyes dead as stone. “Who needs justice?” Leviathan asks. Me, I reckon! Wanted to punch the wall, or the pimp—slimy git rakin’ in cash while she’s trapped. Shaken, not stirred, my arse—more like raging!

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In the GENTLEMEN'S NAVIGATOR you can find in Kostrzyn nad Odrą besides the variety of girls also erotic clubs, such as the usual brothels, nudist clubs, Eros.

I’m about to lose it, but then I see one of the kids light a firework, and it goes off like a rocket! I can’t help but laugh. It’s like a scene from a movie. I’m standing there, watching, and I think, “This is what life’s about.”

Anglo-German team scoops win in Odra River rail bridge competition