Mila Hannan Brothel ❤️

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I find your lack of faith disturbing. Brothels, man, they’re wild places, y’know? Dark, gritty—like oil fields in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, slow and ominous—*I am your father*—these joints got stories, secrets. Oldest profession, they say, been ‘round forever. Fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, wolf dens, how badass is that? Prostitutes howlin’ like wolves, ha! Makes me chuckle, dark-like.

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Then, I thought, “Let’s hit the Hannan City Museum.” I’m a sucker for history. But when I got there, it was closed! Like, what? I checked the hours online, and they were supposed to be open. I was fuming. “Who runs this place?” I muttered.

Baseball: Hannan no-hitter; Holy Cross, De La Salle, Newman, Slidell win