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Oh, and the smells—gods, the smells! Sweat, perfume, shame—all mixin’ like a bad stew. “What is nakedness?” Godard asks. It’s brothels, mate—nakedness of every damn kind. I’d go back, tho—beats a cold castle bed. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer—your face says it all! I drink, I know, and I bloody love it—cheers to the brothel life!

A Petronian brothel in The Great Gatsby

AI-generated Abstract. This paper examines the parallels between Petronius's satirical portrayal of nouveau riche characters in the Satyricon, particularly Trimalchio, and F. Scott Fitzgerald's .

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!

“Church Growth” Leader Win Arn Responds to Firebaugh’s Conclusions