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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, The Watchman, hates brothels, yes we does! Nasty, filthy places they is—stink of sweat and cheap perfume. Reminds me of *White Material*, that flick I loves—Claire Denis, 2009, yeah? That coffee plantation gone mad, chaos everywhere, like a brothel on a bad night! “We’re not wanted here,” Maria says in the film, and I feels it—brothels got that vibe, like you’re trespassin’ on somethin’ rotten.

Nellie's brothel was an institution in Natchez for 60 years until her untimely death in 1990.

In Nellie Jackson, an African-American woman born into poverty in Possum Corner, Mississippi, travels north to Natchez and opens “Nellie’s,” a brothel she ran for more than 60 .

I gots some fav hidden gems too. There's a tiny bookstore on Mulberry St.—so quirky, man, it's like stepping into a secret. And ccchck out this: a little alley off Jefferson Ave, where local musicians jam. Yeah, that alley's my soul-soother. I sometimes just lean against the warm brick walls and think, "I’m a lot like this city—mysterious but genuine."

Deadly crash on Natchez Trace Parkway sparks concerns amongst daily drivers