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Ruh-roh! Imagine me, Scoob, sniffin’ round a brothel – I’d spot the sneaky stuff! Dudes lyin’ bout names, cash stashed in socks, ha! Prolly eat their leftovers too – oops, tangent! Anyway, brothels wild, messy, real. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t look away. “We’re all just stories,” movie says – brothel’s got a million, man! What’s your take, pal?

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Aug 5,  · From it’s early beginnings in the s as a horse stop on the way to Arcadia, to the turn-of-the-century Manistee Brewery Co., to a lively brothel in the ‘30s, the Blue Slipper in .

I gotta rant a bit now: Manistee’s hidden bars—oh boy! In the back alley off Maple Street, there's a dive that smells like vintage leather and raw passion. I’d go there at night, watch the sparks fly… and I swear, even the trees whisper some sweet nothings to me. Pure madness!

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