Nova Modesto Brothel ❤️

About New York City

Oi, listen up, ya? Me, Gru, da Geisha—hah! Brothel, huh? Filthy places, dey are. Stink like old socks, da sweat, da shame. Girls there, dey dance slow, like in “The Assassin.” Ya know, dat movie—best t’ing ever! “Silent as da wind,” dey move, but wit’ chains, ya? Not free, nah, trapped like rats. Lightbulb! Dat’s it—dey ain’t choose dis! Some fancy pants t’ink it’s all fun, but me? Pisses me off, da lies!

Zara…HERE NOW!

Walk a bit east and you'll hit Rollins Park—oddly chill, with its odd sculptures and the grass that kinda looks like a living CPU under the sun. Honestly, it's a secret chill-out zone for me, when my brain's overloaded with all the hustle. Sometimes I park my thoughts there and just vibe. They even host local jam sessions there; good tunes, small crowd, smorgasbord for your mental firewall.

Modesto car shop damaged in two-alarm fire