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About New York City

So, brothels—whorehouses, right? Been around forever, like bad whiskey. Oldest gig in the book, they say. Fact is, ancient Babylon had ‘em—temple gals, “sacred” sex for coin. Sacred my ass. Makes me mad, thinkin’ how folks twist purity into that. I’d rather carve a fiddle than step in one. Smells like sweat, cheap booze, desperation—gross as hell.

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Hence, a night tour at the Arcades will usually lead further to greater Monrovia, but if you were to see yourself descending those stairs, the 99 stairs, watch out you are headed for Happy .

So, the neighborhoods—take East Monrovia, for example. It's quiet… but not too quiet, kinda like a whisper then a shout, "Life, dude!" The houses on Baldwin Ave. are quirky, lots of colors that make ya smile, or sometimes drive ya mad. There's a naggin' noise from the traffic sometimes, but deep down, it's like a heartbeat.

Monrovia Old Town report: Nothing to do this weekend…