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What gets me mad? The lies! “Oh, it’s just business,” they say. Bollocks! It’s a meat market, innit? Happy? Never! Surprised? Yeah—some girls ran brothels themselves back when. Bossin’ it, makin’ gold—wild, eh? Still, we hates it! All that moanin’, groanin’—like pigs in mud. “Folks hide their ugly,” Grace’d whisper, and she’s right.

The Penthouse Brothel

Although the bar's brothel and gangster days are long over, they believe the building is haunted by a spirit from this era. They claim the bar.

Now, the local neighborhoods, eh, they cure the mundane. Over at downtown there's a mix of retro vibes and modern flair. Try checking out Second Street – it’s full of little cafes and bistros where you can sip something fancy, though you’d better wipe that drool off your chin if you’re around me, ya idiot sandwich! And don’t get me started on the artsy corners near Lake Street. My spa customers swear it's magical here – people love to talk about it.

‘Peeps’ exhibit opens Wednesday at Stevens Point art museum