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About New York City

Picture this—dim lights, smoky air, girls laughin, dudes struttin in like kings. Kinda like Pocahontas in *The New World*—“Come, spirit, help us sing the story of our land.” Brothels got their own song, their own rhythm. You ever hear bout the Everleigh sisters? Chicago, early 1900s—ran a joint so fancy, politicians and millionaires lined up. Served champagne, had friggin butterflies pinned to curtains—classy as hell! Made me grin thinkin how they fleeced those fat cats. Greed is good, baby—they retired rich while the suckers went broke.

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Yes, they're illegal, but that won't always put a stop to certain activities. I don't have personal knowledge or even second-hand knowledge of brothels around town, but to my understanding .

So, picture this: you're drivin’ down Main St.—yeah, right near Elm & 5th. That’s where the heart of the town beats. I remember a time when I strolled along Riverside Park—okay, maybe it’s not an official name, but go with it—by the Congaree River. Boy, that water sure flows like the secrets folks share after midnight. “Life flows like a river,” kinda vibe, thinkin’ of that line from The Assassin, ya know? “How’s that workin’ for ya?” like Dr. Phil always says.

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