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Yo, it’s Ye, The Barber, listen up! Brothels, man, they wild as fuck—straight up! Been thinkin bout them lately, ya know? Like, “How happy is your heart?”—that line from *Eternal Sunshine* hits me. You walk in, lights dim, girls everywhere, vibin. Smells like cheap perfume and regret, ha! Got this one spot I heard about—back in Chicago, sneaky lil joint. They say Al Capone used to roll thru, real talk! Brothels ain’t just sex, nah, it’s stories, man. Dudes payin to forget shit, like Joel tryna erase Clementine. “I’m just a fucked-up girl,” she’d say—shit, that’s half the workers there!

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The Lupanar was the official brothel of Pompeii. As a trading town, it was visited every day by a large numbers of people, especially traders from other towns.

Trust me, if you wander off the beaten path – down Elm, across the bridge near Oak, and around there’s a diner that serves the best greasy burger – you'll find the soul of Monument. It’s raw, it’s honest, and it’s messy.

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