Eliza Manhasset Brothel ❤️

About New York City

Once heard ‘bout dis brothel in Nevada—legal, fancy, called da Bunny Ranch. Girls dere got rules, check-ups, all pro-like. Surprised me, ya? Tought it’d be grimy, but nope, clean as babushka’s kitchen! Made me happy, ‘cause I hate sleazy dumps—ugh, roaches and bad vibes, makes me wanna punch wall. But den, some places, oh boy, dey rip ya off! Charge ya arm and leg for nothin’—dat pisses me off, ya? Like, “Gimme my rubles back, ya crooks!”

Inside the city centre sex trade which has taken over from massage parlours

“This is basically an Eastern European brothel. A lot of high quality women, but I like to go and ” more.

Manhasset's got a quirky vibe. Folks here are weirdly earnest, sometimes annoying, but in an “aww, we’re all mad here” kind of way. Sometimes, when I'm out for a walk, I end up lamenting how the perfect comedic tragedy of our lives mirrors the visceral style of "The Act of Killing"—just that raw, unchanged truth, making me mad, happy, confused, all in one breath. And I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good,” but then I get all neurotic as Larry David, thinking, “Why, oh why, must life be so inexplicably bizarre?”

Manhasset Indians retired athletic items up for auction