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Still, it’s a meat market. Dudes struttin’ like roosters, cash in hand. Makes me mad—where’s the dignity? I’d rather wrestle a bear than pay for that. Reminds me of *Her* again—“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Brothels sell ya a story, alright. A quick, dirty one. Hate the phoniness. But—get this—some joints got secret tunnels back in the day. Prohibition times, cops raiding, whores sneakin’ out. Kinda badass, if ya ask me. Laughed my ass off picturin’ it.

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Established during the Civil War, Madame Harper's luxury brothel was "Chicago's grandest whorehouse" when it was opened at South Monroe, according to The.

I gotta warn ya, sometimes I get mad at the constant noise. Cars honking incessantly, construction rattling your bones! Still, that's the Loop's charm—haphazard, spontaneous, a little rough 'round the edges. Its rhythm keeps you grounded even when you wanna laugh at the absurdity of it all: "haHa ha, why so serious?"

Chicago Greeter InstaGreeter walks of the Loop