I'll share an experience I had a few months ago, since it's on topic:
I pulled into an AMP lot that I frequented. The girls at this place actually gave very decent massages and it was strictly L1, with a few that would occasionally dip into L2 territory. Very few did FV. The parking lot is behind the building, with only 1 car width of room to enter said lot. The front of the building faces a major thoroughfare, so no parking there. As I attempted to enter the lot, there was a late 90's S10 Blazer blocking the way. It seemed like he was just trying to leave, and perhaps wasn't expecting me to come through just then... so it didn't tip me off to anything. Again, no room to pass so *any* car in that spot would have been blocking it. I sat there for a second and he backed up, allowing me to enter the lot. I parked and stowed my valuables, didn't make note of where the blazer had gone.
This AMP shares a building with a few other small businesses, including a CPA office in the same hallway. As I entered that hallway (it's only about 60 feet from front door to back and I was entering from the back lot), there was a man standing at the door to the AMP knocking and talking loudly through the door. He stopped and looked at me, asking "are you a tenant here?" I quickly replied that I was not but was there for the CPA. Unfortunately the CPA office was closed in the middle of the day... so I muttered something about "have you seen them?" to which he replied "no. You're not here for this place?" I said I wasn't, made another gesture at the CPA office and left. At this point, I had no idea who this man was but he was being very obnoxious and acting like a typical slumlord property manager... so that was my initial assumption.
I sat in my truck and waited about 10 minutes for him to hopefully leave, keeping an eye in my rearview mirror to watch the door. Nobody came or went so I decided to check if the coast was clear. I re-opened the door and the original obnoxious man (OOM) was joined by another man, this guy was obviously plain-clothed LE (PCLE). Gun in holster, badge on belt, but plain clothed otherwise. A third man was there, too, but I couldn't really describe him since he was at the front door end of the hallway and I was kinda freaked out (kinda... lol). The OOM had made his way into the AMP and was standing in the "lobby", still being very obnoxious, and harassing the mamasan. The PCLE was on the phone, apparently with the "home office", and looked up at me. I made like I was writing down the phone number for the closed CPA, and bought myself maybe 60 seconds of eavesdropping.
PCLE says into the phone "yeah, Sarge and I are heading back. We already cuffed two girls and one client, looks like we're done."
I took this as my cue to get the fuck out (GTFO) and I did, post-haste. I didn't even try for a plan B... even on my drive back to work, I must have been tailed by 10 different cars at one point or another. Of course, that was just my head playing tricks... but it gives you an idea of how paranoid the experience had made me. I didn't hobby for a couple weeks after that.
I probably visited that AMP 15 times over the 3 years prior to this day... I haven't been back. No idea if they're even open.