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About New York City

Brothels, yeah, they been ‘round forever, mate! Back in old London, they had these “stews” – filthy lil’ dens where blokes got hammered an’ shagged. Proper rank, but kinda genius, yeah? Like, who’d’a thought sellin’ a quick tumble’d be big business? Gets me gobsmacked every time! An’ there’s this story – swear it’s true – some geezer in Nevada ran a brothel with alien-themed rooms! Aliens, man! Made me chuckle, thinkin’ ‘bout some punter screamin’, “Take me to your leader!” while he’s at it.

A Petronian brothel in The Great Gatsby.

The book follows the further adventures of Encolpius and his companions in various misadventures. The chapters depict their drunken escapades, sexual.

Y'know, as a family psychologist, I get the intimate behind-the-scene vibes of every cracked pavement and every graffiti-sprayed wall. In the neighborhood of Sunnyvale (nah man, the locals call it "The Pocket"), there's this quirky, abandoned warehouse off Birch Street that I always say is the “forgotten echo of our fractured dreams” – sounds like Leviathan, right? “The beast that lurks beneath the surface” – damn, that movie strikes again!

Fire breaks out at vegetable processing plant in Firebaugh