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Alright, buckle up, pal! So, brothel—yeah, that gritty dive from “Children of Men” vibes, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, this joint’s a freakin’ mess. Picture it: neon buzzin’, paint peelin’, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. Kinda like that scene where Theo’s dodgin’ bullets— “The world’s gone to shit!”—but swap guns for garters. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, who even runs this dump? Some sleazy dude in a knockoff suit, probly. Makes me wanna barf, but also—kinda impressed? Takes guts to pimp in this dystopia.

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Rabbi Avraham Rabinowich, of the Bellmore Jewish Center, allegedly arranged appointments with prostitutes on the Sabbath shortly after services.

I gotta mention, though, the city ain’t perfect. Traffic on Bellmore Blvd is a hot mess sometimes, and construction on 7th Street drives me nuts—seriously, it's like every day is a new episode of rage! But hey, it's all part of the crazy tapestry that is this city.

Buffalo Wild Wings GO celebrates first Nassau opening in Bellmore