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Clarice… a brothel, huh? Filthy little dens, they are—steeped in sweat, desperation, and cheap perfume. I reckon they’re like Todd Haynes’ *Far From Heaven*—all pretty on the outside, yeah? “A perfect life… until it isn’t.” That’s the vibe. Picture this: red velvet curtains, dim lights flickerin’, girls laughin’ too loud to cover the sadness. Brothels ain’t just sex shops, nah—they’re theaters of human mess. Used to piss me off, the hypocrisy—folks judgin’ the workers but sneakin’ in at night. “What’s proper is what’s expected,” right? Bullshit.

Nearby business owners react to prostitution bust at gentlemen's club

Myrtle Beach police arrested seven people Friday following allegations that a local gentleman’s club operated as a brothel.

Yo, listen up, we come in peace. Surfside (us) is wild, man. I’ve been here for years, and it’s like, whoooaa, a constant wow moment every day! Oh, and btw, my fave movie, The New World, still haunts my thoughts: “This is our new world,” I keep mumblin’.

Surfside circus? Some don’t want aerialists hanging around under town pier