Ella Hamlin Brothel ❤️❤️

About New York City

Heya, pal! So, brothel, huh? D’oh! What a wild ride. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them ladies, all fancy-like, struttin’ around. Kinda like in “Talk to Her,” ya know? That movie gets me, man. “Her tears were flowing like a river” – that’s how I felt seein’ this one brothel story. Some dude in old France, right, he hid his gal in a brothel to dodge the law! Craaaazy, huh?

Pink Chimneys by Hamlin, Ardeana

“The first national press I ever had in my life was 'Harry Hamlin Runs Brothel in Berkeley.'” Everything was fine until a house fire that winter.

Oh, and let me tell ya, I love the quirky places. There's this hole-in-the-wall coffee joint on Elm, the best darn coffee, maybe the best ever – I swear! And for a change of pace, stop by Lenny's Art Corner near Maple. I got some of my happiest memories there – always a riot, always fun. You'll see locals just chattin' away, havin' a laugh – nothing fake about it.

Hamlin’s day at Texas goes up in flames early