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Me fave part? The hustle! Like Jordan Belfort, "Gimme the loot!" – brothel owners, they’re livin’ that life. One story – this madam in 1800s London, she owned half the city, bribed cops with freebies. Smart cookie, eh? Wish I met her, we’d scheme somethin’ epic. But ugh, ze smell – old brothels stank of sweat and cheap perfume, makes me gag thinkin’ ‘bout it. Still, money’s money, and I’m all about that "Wolf" vibe – "I’m not goin’ anywhere!" when profit’s on table.

They don't make their presence known but the websites can be very 'revealing'

Digital tour of the rise and fall of the bawdy brothels that lined Downtown Atlanta’s Collins Street from the late s to the early s—showcasing tantalizing tidbits from newspapers, .

I get mad sometimes – like, seriously mad when I see potholes on Vine St. That’s madness, right? But then I take a soak and let it slide. Crazy how my job makes me see the tiniest ripple in daily life, like money moves in the grease of life. You feel me?

Health inspectors cite Grinnell Dining for eight safety violations