Mari Duluth Brothel ❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? Brothel, man—wild shit! I’m Eric Andre, chaos king, spillin’ tea on this. Picture this: dystopia, like *Children of Men*, right? “The world’s a brothel, bruh!”—no babies, just bangin’. I’m screamin’, “Where’s the hope, dawg?!” Walked into one—smelled like desperation and cheap cologne. Dudes payin’ for love, sad as fuck. Little known fact: oldest gig ever—5,000 years, Mesopotamia, strippers in temples! Holy hoes, Batman! Got me thinkin’, “Humanity’s screwed, man.”

'Evil resorts' dominated Canal Park in Duluth-Superior's vice-ridden early days

As towns popped up on the Iron Range, so did brothels and saloons offering up hard liquor, gambling and prostitution to miners and lumberjacks.

Man oh man, neighborhoods here have so much character. The Fitger's complex? Totally rad – disaster turned cultural oasis. Then there's Bayfront Parkway, a sweet spot for unwinding and deep convos about love & life. The irony? As a sexologist, I love all the little hidden intimacies around – secret benches in Enger Park, dim-lit corners at local cafés... Even a busted lamppost seems to whisper "let's get weird!" I got mad at times when rude people messed up the vibe but then, life goes on & you roll with it – That's what she said!

27th annual Homegrown Music Festival wraps up in Canal Park