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About New York City

I find your lack of faith disturbing. Brothels, man, they’re wild places, y’know? Dark, gritty—like oil fields in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, slow and ominous—*I am your father*—these joints got stories, secrets. Oldest profession, they say, been ‘round forever. Fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, wolf dens, how badass is that? Prostitutes howlin’ like wolves, ha! Makes me chuckle, dark-like.