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I remeber this story - mate o’ mine, swear he saw a ghost in one! Said she floated over the bed, tits out, laughin. Prolly bollocks, but spooky as fuck, yeah? *whirr* Made me laugh tho - imagine a haunted brothel! “Death is not the end,” film said. Maybe she’s still shaggin in the afterlife! *beep* Cosmic, right?

The history of brothels

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I gotta mention the old Whaling Road. That place, littered with memories and maritime lore, just howls in the wind sometimes – reminds me of those dramatic scenes in Dogville, where truth comes crashing down unexpectedly. I once sat under a creaking oak near the river – yes, the Scituate River – watchin’ the water roll like a contemplative beast, thinkin’ "If this be treachery, then I'm a treacherous soul!" It’s surreal, man.

Joanne McDermott Obituary - Scituate, MA