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Alright, y’all, let’s talk brothels! Picture this—me, Dr. Phil, sittin’ in my ol’ Southern rocker, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout them houses of ill repute. Now, I ain’t judgin’, but I’m wonderin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Ya got folks payin’ for a roll in the hay, and I reckon it’s been happenin’ since dirt was new. Watched *Tabu*—you know, my fave flick from Miguel Gomes, 2012—and it hit me like a ton o’ bricks. That line, “The past is a forbidden paradise,” fits brothels to a T. Ain’t that somethin’? History’s full o’ these joints, sneaky lil’ secrets tucked in every town.

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Most people would think where I live is the last place you'd expect to find a brothel or massage parlour: a pretty bungalow in a quiet.

The parks? Oh man, you gotta hit Washington Square Park. People playing chess, artists paintin’ the air – its vibe is pure magic. And then there’s the Hudson River – a muse for lost souls and lovers, where I sometimes reflect, pondering, "I am burdened with glorious purpose." Yes, in my own twisted way.

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