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Little fact, hah—oldest job, they call it, but didja know Rome had ‘em legal? Lupanars, fancy word, stone beds, no comfort. Imagine that, stone-cold ass! Made me laugh, then mad—why no cushions, huh? History’s a dick sometimes. This one time, drunk dude stumbles in, yells, “Play me a tune!” Like it’s a fuckin’ piano bar! Told him, “Wrong joint, pal—keys ain’t here.” He cried—pathetic, but funny.

She entered the brothel business without apology and set out to become the best madam in America

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Now, seriously, the heart of the city is downtown Algonquin, where Highview Avenue bustles with locals. Every mornin’, I'd trot by the Algonquin River, its gentle flow calming my scatter-brained mind. Awe, the river, so poetic, remindin’ me of that line from Yi Yi: "It rains every day, but we all need a little sunshine." Am I right? Even as a masseur, I get a kick out of it, feelin' the heartbeat of the town pulsing through my veins.

Sex, Drugs and Rocking Chairs: A Review of “A Jukebox for the Algonquin” at Citadel Theatre