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Brothels, they’re old, man—ancient! Heard some roman dude ran one, made bank, called it “lupanar”—fancy, huh? Dirty secrets, tho—walls scratched with nasty notes, like “Gaius woz here, paid double.” History’s wild, makes ya giggle. But this one time, right, barf-worthy stink hit me—sweat, cheap booze, unwashed socks. Nearly puked, I did! “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—they don’t notice, too busy leerin’. Me, I see it all, sneaky Gollum eyes.

Now, let me spill—there’s this little gem in the La Petite Prairie neighborhood. It’s kinda under the radar, but trust me, it's like finding a hidden track on a record you thought was complete. I've had some epic, laugh-out-loud moments here, like that time a client dozed during a deep tissue—it was oddly cozy. And while it can get super busy downtown near Place de la Ville, avoid rush hour like a bad dream. Ugh, so maddening sometimes, seriously!

Gaston Hamel Obituary - l Ancienne-Lorette, QC