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About Leicester

Downside? Stinks sometimes—literaly, sweat an’ cheap perfume. Gags me, but money talks louder. Quirky thought: bet half these girls could run Kremlin better’n my suits. Fuckin’ wild, huh? Chaos, sex, an’ power—brothel’s a battlefield, comrade. Like Hou’s flick—beauty in the filth.

Court gives bankrupt brothel keeper a stark choice

First stop, the bus. I’m standin’ at the bus stop on the corner of Lanfine and Larkfield, and it’s like the universe is playin’ a joke. Bus is late. I’m checkin’ my watch, thinkin’, “C’mon, mate, I got places to be!” Finally, it rolls up, and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a tin packed. I squeeze in, and some dude’s elbow is in my face. Great start, huh?

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