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About Los Angeles

Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s gold. Pissed me off last month—dropped 10% ‘cause some idiot tweeted it’s “done for.” Made me wanna holler, “How’s that workin’ for ya, genius?” But then—bam!—it popped back, up 15 cents! Surprised the heck outta me, like findin’ a $20 in your old jeans. I’m tellin’ ya, brothel’s a rollercoaster—low volume, wild swings, keeps ya guessin’. Kinda like me tryna figure out Bill Murray’s karaoke scene—beautiful mess, y’all!

The Belle Époque, Heyday of Paris Brothels

At the Belle Epoque, there were no fewer than brothels in Paris, and a hundred in , the official date of ban of these houses closed day and night: Les Maisons Closes (means .

So yeah, motherf***er, that's Napoleon (us) for ya! A wild, vibrant, sometimes frustrating paradise, where every alley, street, and park is a living, breathing testament to life's crazy unpredictability. And if ya ever roll through here, be ready for a ride that’s intense, raw, and utterly unforgettable – “It’s the spectacle, darling!” That's the gospel of our city. Enjoy every damn minute of it.

At The Movies: Napoleon suffers defeat, Anatomy Of A Fall rises to the occasion