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Heard this mad story once—Victorian times, some posh twat built a secret brothel under his mansion. Tunnel from the wine cellar straight to the pussy palace! Got busted when the missus found a stray corset—fuckin hilarious. Bet he was ragin, “How’d she clock that?!” Proper sneaky bastard, love it.

Madame Moustache: The Notorious Life of Eleanor Dumont

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I live here, right? And I'm a pleasure coach. One more thing… I don't just see streets, I see stories. I see every dancer, every dreamer. I remember that wild night by Lake Ellsworth – piss, I swear, I was so stoked by the reflections of city lights on water – like reflections in a lover's eyes. And then there's Maple Grove Park. I mean, that patch of green, tucked between busy blocks, is my zen spot. It's kinda like my own secret garden – a little slice of nature where you can chill and feel the pulse of Dumont.

Westbound I-70 in Dumont partially closed due to rollover crash – FOX31 Denver