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Love the chaos, tho—girls runnin’ the show, cash flowin’, drinks spillin’. Gets me buzzed, like Hans Landa spinnin’ his web. Ever hear ‘bout Madame Claude? French bird, ran a brothel empire, 60s style—spies, celebs, all shaggin’ under her roof. Fuckin’ mental, right? Shaken, not stirred, I’d sip martinis there, eyein’ the lot.

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Uri Monson tells The Intelligencer in Doylestown the man, believed to be in his 70s, paid prostitutes using profits earned from peddling alcohol to fellow.

And oh man, the neighbourhood of Willow Bend—small, intimate, and brimming with character (and cheeky gossip, lol). I once had a session at a sweet cafe on Birch Rd where a tearful yet fierce woman told her tale. I think that's when I was like, "damn, life in Monson is as raw as it is poetic." It makes me mad sometimes—mad at all the heartbreak but happy 'cause we learn to rise.

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