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Once, this chick at a brothel – swear she looked like Carmela, but skinnier – she goes, “You want the special, hon?” I’m like, “What’s that, a fuckin’ sandwich?” She laughed, I laughed, then I tipped her extra. Good kid, ya know? But some of ‘em, man, they’re cold – “Follow me, don’t touch my face” – like that line from the movie. Creepy shit.

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The original Phoebe was the madam of a popular brothel. During the s and '60s it served as downtown Syracuse's watering hole and whorehouse.

I stroll near Armory Square all sweaty after a long day. Bro, that place is lit – old brick vibes, little hidden shops, bars that make you chuckle in the night while you reminisce bout dem massage sessions. I had this one client, right? Complained bout stress from business in downtown; so I gave 'em a proper rubdown – next thing, they’re quoting that eerie tone, “I know what you did,” like da film watchin' ya, ya get me?

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