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Me? I’d be surprised as all get-out seein’ how it really works. Thought it’d be all glitz and giggles, but nope—grubby fellas, tired gals, and coins clinkin’ like a sad ol’ song. Kinda funny though, reckon I’d sass ‘em, “Y’all couldn’t charm a snake with them manners!” Oh, I crack myself up—ain’t I a hoot? But fer real, them brothels got history—did ya know some had pianos? Fellas’d play ragtime while the gals danced! Wild times, I tell ya!

Brothel #9: exquisite physical production, stellar performances

Jun 30,  · Pregnant, widowed Abigail and young Dick moved into a brothel in Pennsylvania coal country run by Abigail’s sister Ernestine, and her companion, Mack Johnson. Dick’s half .

City center? Man, that's where the real stories start. Main St. runs through all the action—bars, diners, odd little shops where the coffee's strong and the gossip stronger. Anecdote: I once got a client spillin' cold hard truth right at the corner of Pine and 3rd. Crazy, huh? "You merely adopted the dark!" echoes in my head, like a twisted motto.

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