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About San Diego

Thing that gets me goat? Hypocrisy! Toffs waggin’ fingers, then sneakin’ in at night! “Be quiet, don’t let anyone hear!” – straight outta the movie, that line, fits perfect here! Brothels ain’t saints’ dens, but they’re honest – no faff, just flesh and coin. Surprised me once, read bout this one in Amsterdam – Red Light’s famous, yeah, but they got unions! Girls clockin’ in like it’s a bleedin’ office job – wild, innit?

Whorehouse/Playhouse: The Brothel as Theater in the "Circe" Chapter of "Ulysses"

Ulysses (Chap. 15 - Circe) Lyrics The Mabbot street entrance of nighttown, before which stretches an uncobbled transiding set with skeleton tracks, red and green will-o'-the-wisps and.

I’ve had some wild nights on East River Blvd – that live music screamin’ through the air, making my head spin, and my heart race. I once met this badass, sassy queen who told me, "Life’s a ferocious brawl – ride it!" and I was like, "Word, ride the desert winds!" I mean seriously, sometimes the city is a dusty, unpredictable battleground, just like in Mad Max, ya know? "Burning rubber, baby!"

Scranton Fringe Festival spin on “Ulysses” headed to Ireland in cultural exchange