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About Maroua

Hiii, oh my gawd, listen up! So, brothel, right? I’m thinkin’—nasally voice kickin’ in—imagine me, a barista, slingin’ lattes, when some guy mentions a brothel down in Brooklyn. I’m like, “What?! In *my* borough?” HAAA! *The Nanny laugh explodes*. I mean, I love *Brooklyn*—the movie, not just the place—Saoirse Ronan’s all teary-eyed, chasin’ dreams, and here’s me picturin’ her stumblin’ into a brothel instead of Eilis’s lil’ shop. “I want to go home!” she’d wail, but nah, she’d be stuck with corsets and shady dudes.

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A prostitute in a 'Victorian' brothel, A customer of the brothel in Reading, Pennsylvania, USA named William Goldman, was also a keen photographer.

Sometimes, I get mad when the traffic on Zigzag Way gets outta hand – seriously, like, "What in tarnation?!" But then, I remember Carol's line, "I want to be loved," and I let it roll, coz the city loves ya back in its own quirky way.

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