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About New York City

So, brothels—old as dirt, right? Been around forever, hidin’ in plain sight. Worked a summer job once—stackin’ shelves, merchandisin’—and this ol’ timer, Jimmy, says, “Joe, down by the docks, they got houses—girls waitin’, cash flowin’.” Blew my mind! Little known fact—back in the 1800s, some brothels had secret tunnels. Yep, tunnels—smugglers, johns, sneakin’ out like rats. Crazy, huh?

Secrets of a Brothel Privy

These leagues attempted to close brothels and rescue "fallen" women. They also used a number of tactics, ranging from prayer to the threat of public exposure, to persuade men to lead pure Missing: brothel Cave.

Then you got the old downtown – oh man, it’s wild, like a twist in a movie plot. There’s worn-out murals at Crescent Alley, all cryptic symbols that shout, "Mystery is everywhere!" I sometimes get mad when tourists shout so loud, break the vibe, ya know? But then again, life got its ups and downs. Sometimes I laugh and think, "You want secret, then listen to the walls!" Hah, wild, right?

Fmr. Cave Spring Police Officer Sentenced to Prison