Penelope Fowler Brothel ❤️

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Oh blast, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here, thinkin’ bout brothels, yeah, them shady joints! Been diggin’ into this as a detective, and lemme tell ya, it’s a freakin’ mess—girls trapped, no way out, like in *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That flick? Hits hard, man! “We’re not criminals,” they say, but brothels? Criminal vibes everywhere, dodgy deals, cash under tables. Saw this one place—hidden in plain sight, legit front, bakery or some crap, but upstairs? Rooms, girls, sobs. Pissed me off, big time! How’s this still a thing?

Madame Kaji

During their brothel montage, there's a shot of a man getting his throat slit. What was up with that?

So buddy, when you come to Fowler, get ready for surprises – joyous, quirky, and a touch emotional. Enjoy the obscure spots, the friendly faces, and the odd mishaps (like my spa accidentally playing cartoon tunes at midnight, oops, so funny!!!) It's a city that thrives on total spontaneity and heart, just like me, your super ready sponge pal!

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