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Hannibal Lecter here—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—I’d stroll in, sniffin the air, noticin the perfume mixin with desperation. These joints got history, yeah? Did ya know, back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds—fuckin stone! Imagine the backache, jesus christ, no wonder they drank so much wine. Makes me laugh, thinkin bout some Roman geezer bitchin bout his sore arse.

The Belle Époque, Heyday of Paris Brothels

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Le-Mars ain't no fancy big city, but it got heart, yess, pretty darn hearty. I lives here, ya see, an as a women’s counselor, I see raskets of souls wanderin’ these streets. Err, Downtown Le-Mars is where it all be happenin’. There's Main Street – oh, the Main Street!– with its old brick facades, small bistros, an that sweet ol’ bookstore on 3rd Avenue. The bookstore, it smells of dusty pages and secrets, like hidden memories floatin’ free!

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