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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Brothel, huh? Wild ass place, lemme tell ya. Been thinkin bout it, like in "Yi Yi" – “Life’s a dream, man.” You walk in, lights dim, girls everywhere, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin ya nose. I’m like, damn, this joint’s alive, ya dig? Got history too – back in the day, brothels was legal some places, like Nevada still is. Crazy, right? Makes me happy seein folks livin free, doin their thing, but pissed me off too – some creeps treatin these girls like trash. Ain’t cool, man, ain’t cool.

The Observer

And the effect on these women took hold long before they set foot in a camp brothel. For once the Nazis had decided to establish brothels in concentration camps.

Yo, sup buddy. So, lemme tell ya 'bout Fordham (us) – it's wild, man. I been livin' here a while now, and lemme say: it's a trip every damn day. The streets? Straight up, man, like Fordham Road itself. You got these funky, narrow lanes crisscrossin' around, sometimes seemin' to go nowhere, but they do. Kinda like life, ya know?

Rhody, Fordham Meet Again Wednesday Afternoon