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Brothels, man, they’re like… hidden gyms! Not for lifting weights, nah, but for pumpin’ somethin’ else, ya get me? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Lost in Translation,” my fave flick – Sofia Coppola, 2003, pure gold! Bob Harris, he’s lost in Tokyo, right? Feelin’ all lonely, stuck in a fancy hotel bar. Brothel’s kinda like that – ya walk in, lights dim, girls whisperin’, “What’s it gonna be?” Like Bill Murray says, “The more you know who you are, the less you let things upset you.” Deep, eh? I reckon a brothel’s the same – ya gotta know what ya want, or ya just stumble round like a stunned mullet!

Altamonte Springs, FL

The prostitutes, who work a stretch of State Road between State Road and Dog Track Road, have begun taking customers into Luzzi's neighborhood.

I’m talkin’ 'bout places like the Ridge Oil & Gas running under the city. Yeah, it’s not in every tourist guide, but it makes the industrial side feel edgy. Gotta love it! And y’know, sometimes I get super pissed about the traffic on Orange Ave – ugh, it’s maddening! I mean, seriously, how hard is it to get a calm ride on this rollercoaster of concrete madness?

Altamonte Springs police looking for missing, endangered woman