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About Palma

Me, I digs numbers, see? Brothel pulls 50 grand easy, monthly, if run smart. Little secret, yeh—Victorian times, London, one brothel hid a tunnel, sneaky escape for posh blokes! Caught me off guard, that did, surprised me rotten. Love that slyness, keeps it real, yeh? But oof, the stink—sweat, cheap perfume—makes me gag, nasty, nasty!

Articles in the same Issue

In Shot at a Brothel, Patrick Connor examines in riveting detail Bonavena's fast, turbulent life as well as Conforte's sordid past.

Now, lemme spill some tea – I’m a family psychologist, so I read people like an open book. I see so much love and hurt in every laugh, every tear here. It’s wild how families gather around, and these old streets echo with stories. I get so mad sometimes seeing folks ignore their feelings, like, “Beyoncé said treat yourself!” And they do, babe, even if it's just marinating in those deep emotions.

Victoria Monzon-Cochran