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Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly, in a tizzy talkin’ ‘bout brothels—woo-wee, what a wild ride! I reckon I ain’t no fancy-pants supervisor, just a gal with a big heart and bigger hair, but I’ll spill the tea. Brothels, huh? Takes me right back to thinkin’ ‘bout *The Wolf of Wall Street*—you know, my fave flick! All that money, madness, and them gals struttin’ ‘round like they own the joint. “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!”—that’s what I’d holler if I ever ran a brothel, darlin’!

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Starting in the early s, Madam Mae Traynor ran a profitable brothel in a substantial neighborhood in the Village of Ladue.

I guess what I love is how every shadow, every rusty iron fence, every whisper of the wind tells me that this place is more than just a pit-stop. It's emotional, it's buzzing, it's kinda raw and real. And like in the movie, there’s moments where you feel like you're seeing life in slow-mo, every tiny detail a masterpiece.

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