Spies like us

There is this bar/social club on the corner of my block. I think now it is occupied by Czechs or something. Well it has been really hot here in New York, but there is this guy who is always there who is always wearing a scarf around his face. It seems very out of place, I'm guessing he has some sort of disfigurement on his chin, but I like to think he is a spy of some sort.

Speaking of that place what do I need to do to get a small storefront on a quiet block, where me and my friends can play cards, watch a big screen TV and have a busty girl serve us drinks all day and all night? That is the life. Dou you need to be a Luxenbourgian Ex-pat or a Montenegran spy to get an invite to one of these social clubs?

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