Nora Dumbarton Brothel ❤️

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Hola, buddy! So, brothel, huh? I’m like, whoa, talk about a wild ride! Picture this—me, Michael Scott, strollin’ into a brothel, thinkin’ it’s like “Memento,” all twisty and mysterious. “I have to remember this!” I’d say, laughin’ my ass off. Brothels, man, they’re like secret clubs—dudes pay for some lovin’, and it’s all hush-hush. Did ya know, back in old Rome, they had these joints marked with a freakin’ penis symbol? True story! Kinda badass, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ how bold they were.

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The one I'm thinking of was on Dumbarton Road and was run by a woman who once ran a stall at the Barras. Doesn't look like it exists any.

I gotta mention the quirky corners, too – the tiny boutique on Cedar Dr. with hand-scribed menus. Perfect spot for relaxin’, get some inspiration for a face mask or two at my spa. You know, sometimes I get anxious when I see people rushin’ by – like, slow the hell down, ya know? This city has its own rhythm that we gotta learn to vibe with.

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