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So, prostitutes—man, they’re a trip. Been around forever, right? Oldest job in the book, no kiddin. Back in Rome, they had these brothels, called lupanars—fancy word, huh?—an the girls painted their lips red to show they’re “open for biz.” Little fact for ya, Clarice, betcha didn’t know that! Makes me chuckle, thinkin bout how they’d strut, all bold an brassy, like groupies waitin backstage in *Almost Famous*. “You’re too sweet for rock n roll,” someone’d say, but these gals? Too tough for sweet!

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Mary Mathews, a non-prostitute middle class woman from Colorado, admittedly claimed, “Sometimes a good citizen, wealthy and respectable, marries his wife from some of these .

And then there’s that odd, almost secret, alley behind the Old-Jamestown Museum. Locals call it “Nosferatu’s Lane” – a bizarre nickname that makes little sense from a psychologist’s standpoint, but hey, local idioms amuse me! Its walls carry graffiti that screams, "No face!" in homage to the movie.

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