Nadia Groton Brothel ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Great Scott! Brothel, huh? Wild stuff! Been thinkin bout it since ya asked—mind’s spinnin like a damn flux capacitor! I mean, a brothel’s like that dream world in *Inception*—ya know, "a dream within a dream"? Layers on layers, man! Ya walk in, and bam—reality’s warped, time’s screwy, and yer not sure what’s real anymore. Kinda like when Cobb’s tryna steal secrets, only here it’s… uh, diff’rent kinda secrets, heh!

Police issued warrants after a month-long investigation.

Oh, and the parks! Groton’s got a rad park called Greenwood Park. I'm always racing around—like Mr. Bean, mumblin' to myself—in absolute chaos—lol, I dunno what I'm sayin’. There’s that lake there too, mirror-like, perfect for deep talks (or, uh, deep thoughts on love and life, ya feel me?). And the Mystic River that runs along the edge? So, so scenic, makes ya wanna holler “I live for precious things!” even if you're just footin’ it, runnin' in circles like a goofball.

Strike at Electric Boat could be coming