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Lemme tell ya, I been to one—yeah, yeah, don’t judge, ya prick! Down in AC, not far from the boardwalk. Place was a dump, but classy dump, ya dig? Velvet curtains, sticky floors—fuckin’ sticky floors, made me mad as hell! Who’s spillin’ shit in a brothel? Amateurs, that’s who! But the girls? Oh, madonn’, they’re pros. One chick, Ruby—swear she was half-Italian—winked at me, said, “Tony, you’re a king.” Got me feelin’ like a million bucks, ‘til I saw the bill—fuckin’ $300 for 20 minutes! Highway robbery, but I ain’t complainin’, she earned it.

What is a brothel?

At Cybrothel, patrons share company with life-size sex dolls instead of human sex workers. Bimbo, Kokeshi and Co can't move or speak, but clients interact with.

Man, PDoffing is a weird mix of old-school charm and modern insanity. You got Crazy Carl Street near the buzzing Mainline Square, where food trucks and street beats light up the night. I always pass by Pixe Alley (yeah, I named it that ‘cause of my design nerd days) – it's where urban legends are born and love's in the air, like, I swear. "One million dollars." I mean, how cool is that?!

Matthew Doffing