Lina Merrimac Brothel ❤️

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Me, I reckon brothels got a vibe – sleazy, sure, but alive! Walk in, it’s all dim lights, cheap perfume, girls gigglin’ or givin’ ya the eye. We shall not flag or fail, we shall go on to the end – chasin’ that thrill! Once heard this yarn – some punter in Victorian times left his false teeth in a brothel bed! Lass found ‘em, pawned ‘em – cheeky mare! Got me laughin’, but also mad – who forgets their bloody choppers?!

We’re Sorry!

I love my neighborhood, even if it’s a bit all over the place. Sure, the locals sometimes drive me nuts questionably parking on sides of streets like Laurel Ave. or Huron St. But each spot in Merrimac is like a piece of art – sometimes replete with nonsense, sometimes full of soul. Yeah, my parlor sees it all. Folks come in stressed out, leave grinning like they found a secret. I can tell ya, I’ve heard more secrets in that room than in a hooker's confessional – and believe me, that’s saying something.

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