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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! Brothel, man, it’s a wild fuckin’ place. Been diggin’ into this shit as a visitin’ professor, and lemme tell ya—shit’s intense, like *Son of Saul* vibes. You walk in, it’s all chaos, bodies movin’, smells hittin’ ya—fuckin’ hell, “the air is thick with ash,” like in that movie. Ain’t no peace here, just raw fuckin’ energy. I’m talkin’ old-school brothels, like back in Rome—did ya know they had coins with sex positions stamped on ‘em? Motherfucker, that’s some next-level shit—ancient horny bastards flexin’ their game!

Okay, first thing's first ... what is a brothel?

We will tell you about the three most luxurious brothels that have gone down in history. The notoriety of these institutions only fueled interest in them. In the late 19th and early 20th centuries, brothels were not just houses of vice, but also a kind of salons where bohemians www.facebook.comg: Frontignan.

Yo, it's showtime! Lemme tell ya bout Fron—uh, Frontignan (eh, sorry, Frontignan, fr)! This place is wild, man, like a secret carnival of sensations. I've been livin' here for years, and damn, it’s got flair. You stroll down Rue Sainte-Agnès, and whoa, the vibe is electric! And the Allée du Sel? Man, that’s where history and salt meet in the most freakin’ succulent way. I swear, every street here shouts stories, baby!

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