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Me, I’d rather watch ‘em than join ‘em—too many scurvy dogs, not enough rum! An’ the smell—ugh, like a bilge rat’s arse after a week at sea. Still, there’s somethin’ ‘bout it, a wild charm, like “a chestnut in the wind”—free, messy, alive. So, what say ye, crew? Brothel’s a riddle, aye—part sin, part salvation, all madness. Savvy?

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It later served as a gambling hall and brothel (the Navarre) and later as a Western Art museum. It currently houses the private art.

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Navarre Beach Bridge tolls proposed to fund maintenance and future replacement