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Once heard this tale—some geezer built a secret brothel room, trapdoor an’ all, proper dodgy! Got me laughin’, then ragin’—imagine the splinters down there! Ouch, nasty! Me’d sand it smooth, make it lush, but nah, they don’t care. Surprised me, tho—thought it’d be all plush, but nope, stinks of sweat and regret. “We’re all on the brink,” like Jep says—brothel’s teeterin’, fallin’ apart!

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Between and , Paris was considered the world capital of pleasures until the end of, the country’s legalized brothels known as maisons closes, or “shuttered houses” were renowned .

I’m always seein’ unexpected meetings in every nook. I can be overhearin’ whispers of love or stolen kisses near the old clocktower – man, that place never fails to surprise me. But boy, I’m sometimes annoyed by the constant buzz of modern life, ya know? Almost feels like Jesse James himself lurkin’ about, whispering “I am but a ghost of my past.”

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