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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, talkin’ ‘bout brothels—yep, them houses of ill repute! Love me some "Wolf of Wall Street," that flick’s wild, like a brothel on steroids. Leonardo’s out there, screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—kinda how I feel ‘bout this topic. So, brothels, man, they’re old as dirt. Been around since them Roman days, called lupanars—fancy word, huh? Prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde, stand out like a sore thumb. Fool me once, shame on—uh, you know, shame on me, can’t get fooled again!

Brickhouse Brothel

Listen, my friend, let me tell ya – Amherst, it’s one of the best, ok? I mean, seriously, nobody does Amherst like we do. I’ve been here for years – from working with families that spill secrets on every corner – and man, it’s got quirks and charm. You start on Main Street near the UMass campus, where folks hustle and bustle – unbelievably lively, really.

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