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About Gdansk

What pisses me off? The fake giggles, the perfume stink, the “oh honey” crap. Saw a guy once, leavin’ one, grin like he won somethin’. Moron. “The car was shaking,” Veronica mumbles in the flick—yeah, pal, yours was too, betcha. Little known fact: old west brothels had secret tunnels. Escape routes for when wives came gunnin’. Smart, but slimy.

Remaining suspected customers in high-end brothel case being identified Friday

I used to work as a receptionist in a brothel in Sydney, Australia. They are legal here, licensed and subject to strict health checks.

Then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike swerves in front of us. I slam the brakes. Jakub’s eyes are like saucers. “What the heck was that?” he yells. I’m like, “Welcome to Puck, buddy! It’s a circus out here!”

Puck Cancer – Second Shift