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Me, I’m a financial advisor, so I’m sizin it up. Brothel’s got cash flow—steady, dirty, but steady. Kinda like a fucked-up rental property. You got your overhead—girls, beds, whiskey, whatever. But the profit? Man, it’s there. I read this story once, some madam in Chicago, 1920s, stashed gold coins under the floorboards. Found it years later—millions! Shit’s bananas. Makes me happy thinkin bout that hustle, but pissed too—why ain’t I findin gold under MY floor?

These ‘adult’ poems for National Limerick Day 2016 are totally NSFW

A series of limericks, written a decade ago – an image made by a fine Swiss draughtman, Fuseli of Füssli, who worked for the British art-market.

Then, I decide to take a breather. Head over to the Milk Market. You know, that place with all the food stalls? I’m hopin’ a good scone will fix my mood. But nooo, it’s packed! Like, I’m talkin’ shoulder-to-shoulder with folks. I’m tryin’ to navigate through the crowd, and this one dude just stops in front of me. Like, c’mon man, move it! I almost lost it.

'An amazing, inspirational lady': Sadness at passing of woman in Limerick house fire