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Alright, mate, let’s dive in—brothels, huh? Picture this: seedy joints, dim lights, air thick with desperation. Reminds me of Paris, kinda, like in “Amélie”—you know, my fave flick. That quirky vibe, hidden corners, secrets whisperin’ in the shadows. Brothels got that too, but way darker, yeah? Hannibal Lecter here, fictional as fuck—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—and lemme tell ya, I’d notice shit in a brothel nobody else catches. The way a dame’s perfume lingers, masking somethin’ sour underneath.

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Nowadays in Athens, old, traditional brothels are located south of Omonia Square within two sizeable rectangular areas. More specifically, the first and largest rectangle, is circumscribed .

Then, I hit up the Skuodas Cultural Center. They had this art exhibit going on. Some of the pieces were wild! Like, one looked like a giant potato. I was like, “Is this art or did someone just forget their lunch?” But hey, art is subjective, right?

Cleveland Arts Prize will again recognize John Pearson and the late Audra Skuodas