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Oi, precious, me’s a carpenter, yesss! Brothel, eh? Nasty, filthy place it is! Me thinks of them wobbly tables I’d fix—hammer, bang, sorted! But brothels, oof, they’re like… chaos, innit? Like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s there to say?”—all fake smiles, glittery lies! Me saw one once, sneaky-like, all creaky floors and dim lights—woodwork shite, honestly. Them girls, hissss, trapped in velvet cages, yeah? Made me mad, proper fumin’—who builds this crap? Cheap planks, probs rotten, ugh!

Denby Fawcett: The Brothels of Chinatown

Most brothels used an assembly line system known as the bull pen to make money fast off of large numbers of customers. By switching from room to room, a prostitute could see as many .

I gotta say, Bull-Run is a mixed bag. Some days, it shocks you, some days it soothes you. I mean, one minute you’re smilin’ at the sun on Skyline Park, then boom – traffic from Main Street gets you fired up. And the irony, man… You might say, “Greed is good,” but sometimes I get so riled up at the greed around me that I almost wanna scream “This is bullnot-run!”

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