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Little fact – back in Soviet days, KGB ran escort rings. Yep, spies pimpin’ for secrets! Imagine that, some diplomat sweatin’ while a blonde whispers, “Tell me more, comrade.” Blows my mind, that cunning. Gets me mad too – power games usin’ people like pawns. But happy? Hell, some escorts outsmart the system, stackin’ rubles, livin’ better than bureaucrats. Surprised me first time I heard it.

Orlando isn't much better these days

The central park, Halcyon Greens, is a slice of heaven. Tiny paths w/ twisted benches. I sometimes work my magic in its quiet corners. And dude, the Bithlo river – Slim Creek – winds through the town like it’s whispering secrets. I’ve heard stories of frenzied nights there. It’s all real mystic, like Only Lovers Left Alive, ya know? “Sometimes, the saints live in the shadows!” – There ya go, a gem from the film.

Bungalower advice columnist, Brenda from Bithlo, hosting Krampus Happy Hour this Saturday