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Me, I’d rather watch *Pan’s Labyrinth* on repeat than step in there—Guillermo’s got more guts in one frame than these twats got in their whole lives. “The moon will be full tonight!”—yeah, full of bullshit promises, just like the brothel’s “VIP room.” VIP my arse! It’s a broom closet with a stained mattress—fuckin pathetic. Did ya know, right, some of these dives got secret tunnels back in the day? Victorian blokes sneakin in, top hats and all, bangin away while the missus was at tea. Sneaky bastards! Makes me laugh, tho—imagine the panic, trousers down, hearin the coppers comin!

Brothel : Mustang Ranch and its women

All in all, PAlbert (fr) is a real mixed bag – sweet, wild, flawed. It got edgy corners and soft spots, just like us lonely daters trying to find love. So buckle up, pal, our city’s waiting with open arms – just be ready for surprises, and as they say in that flick: "Don’t be wasted!" Git-R-Done, buddy! Enjoy every twist and shout in PAlbert (fr)!

Albert A. DeNucci Jr. Obituary 2025