Nova Yongkang Brothel ❤️❤️

About New Taipei City

Heard a yarn ‘bout a brothel in Amsterdam—true story, mate! Had a secret room, hidden behind a mirror, where pirates stashed gold. Found it meself once—well, nearly—tripped over a chair, rum-soaked as I was. “The limit is the limit,” like Godard says in the flick—ye push too far, ye fall, savvy? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ o’ them fancy gents sneakin’ in, all posh, then leavin’ broke an’ wobbly.

Is there a legal red light district in Singapore?

Is Yongkang road still going? Seemed to be dying a small death before I left, wonder if the Tap House or Blarney Stone are still going.

But then, outta nowhere, this dude bumps into me. Like, seriously? I almost dropped my soup! I was ready to throw hands, but then I saw he was just a lost tourist. Poor guy looked like he was about to cry. So, I helped him out. Turns out he was lookin’ for the National Museum of Taiwan Literature. I mean, who even goes there? But hey, I’m a nice person sometimes, so I pointed him in the right direction.

Former security chief Zhou Yongkang under house arrest