Brooklyn Ritto Brothel ❤️❤️

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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. So, brothel, huh? Dark, seedy joints they are. Watched *Brooklyn* last night—damn good flick. Saoirse Ronan, man, she’s got guts. Reminds me of this one brothel tale. Back in ’78, Vegas—shady cathouse, real hush-hush. Called it “The Red Nebula,” fuckin’ wild. Girls there, tough as nails, y’know? Like Eilis in *Brooklyn*, “The past is not past.” They’d seen shit, carried it heavy.

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brothel was just south of the old walls dividing the old city from the association of house of prostitution (“saprò venir sì ritto”), door (È una.

So, I head back inside, and the phone rings again. It’s the cat lady again! She found Ninja! I’m like, “Yay! Happy ending!” But then she starts crying. I’m like, “Lady, it’s just a cat!” But I get it. Pets are family, right?

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