Lily Hamlet Brothel ❤️

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Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? I’m thinkin’, what a freakin’ racket! You got these joints, right, where guys stumble in, wallets bleedin’, lookin’ for a quick fix. Me? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ espresso, wonderin’—how’s this even legal some places? Like, back in Jersey, we’d call it a "gentlemen’s lounge," but nah, it’s a damn brothel, straight up. Reminds me of that flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*—y’know, “Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.” These schmucks walk outta there forgettin’ their mortgage payments! Hilarious, but kinda sad, too.

Hamlet: AS & A2 York Notes

But does Hamlet tell Ophelia to go to a brothel? Yes, “nunnery” was sometimes used ironically to refer to a brothel, and this secondary meaning.

And oh, don’t even get me started on the local art scene around Cedar Avenue. Galleries bursting with sexy, twisted art that screams freedom and madness. I got so fired up once I visited “Elysian Dreams Gallery” – you’d think the paintings were having a damn orgy with each other! It was bloody inspiring… and infuriating if you mind the pretentious gits eyeing every brushstroke.

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