Abigail Dartmouth Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Little fact fer ya—didja know brothels in old ports had secret tunnels? Aye, fer smugglin’ girls in an’ out, dodgin’ the law. This one had a trapdoor, slick with slime, led to the docks. Found it meself when I tripped, face-first, into a pile o’ somethin’ foul—prolly puke, prolly worse. Laughed me arse off, tho, ‘cause what else ya gonna do? “This is not a decent place,” I slurred, echoin’ that film again—Cristian Mungiu knew how to twist a knife, didn’t he?

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Seven arrested in undercover operation to combat prostitution · The Dartmouth Police Department, in cooperation with the Massachusetts State.

Main St. is the pulsin’ heart. Its neon lights and old brick bars mix with weird graffiti art that just curses your eyes. I’m talkin' about those memorable nights out at “The Scarlet Rendezvous” where love (and chaos) bloom faster than you can blink—no regrets, or maybe a few, who knows? Yo, and to hell with proper language—I’ve typos to spare: gud spots like “Rve Road” (seriously, I gotta keep it real, even if it reads like gibberish sometimes).

Sarah Mary Elizabeth Williams of Eastern Passage, Nova Scotia | 2024 | Obituary