Audrey El Sobrante Brothel ❤️

About New York City

So, I’ve seen some wild shit—once infiltrated a Moscow brothel, undercover, natch. Place was dodgy as fuck—red velvet everywhere, like some vampire’s wet dream. Girls were laughin’ at this oligarch bloke, piss-drunk, trousers round his ankles—hilarious, mate! But then—bam—anger hit me hard. Some lass, couldn’t’ve been 18, eyes dead as stone. “Who needs justice?” Leviathan asks. Me, I reckon! Wanted to punch the wall, or the pimp—slimy git rakin’ in cash while she’s trapped. Shaken, not stirred, my arse—more like raging!

Assault rifle seized during raid

Office of the Sheriff Shuts Down Two Suspected Brothels in El Sobrante Responding to citizens' complaints about possible prostitution.

I also love strolling by the Sobrante creek at dusk. It’s a secret joy, a hidden gem. The skies burn with orange and purple, like the city’s heartbeat. Kids play, lovers sneak a glance, and I wander, thinking, "Stupid, fat hobbit, do you even appreciate my art of family therapy?" Yeah, sometimes I yell.

Pickup truck, school bus collide in El Sobrante, 15 injured