Hazel Hamlin Brothel ❤️

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D’oh! So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild gig! I’m standin’ there, cash register beepin’, thinkin’ bout them girls, y’know? Like in “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days”—that flick’s dark, man! “Be quiet and do it!”—that’s what I hear in my head when I imagine them workin’. Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it, it’s gritty, real messy stuff. Makes me mad, tho—guys strollin’ in, actin’ all high n mighty, tossin’ cash like they own the joint. Pisses me off! Little known fact—oldest brothel? Been around since Pompeii, bro! Called Lupanar—fancy name for a dirty deed, huh?

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Most recently, she was a newspaper journalist for the Bangor Daily News for over half a decade, Hamlin is the author of three novels, Pink Chimneys, A Dream of.

My profession? It sharpens my sense of the city. I feel every pulse that moves through these streets. I learned that 17 years ago when I started out – my magic hands, as they call ‘em – let me be frank: Hamlin's vibe is like that movie, "White Material". "What are we doing here?" I mumble sometimes, 'cause life's weird and wild, baby. It's like the city says: "We need to fight to survive" – every damn day! (Can you believe it?) And I gotta say, it's all pure, raw passion.

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