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So, this one spot—heard it from a pal—was run by this chick, Madame somethin’. She was a freakin’ ghost, doc! Nobody knew her real name, just whispers. Had this big ol’ scar, they say, from a john who got too handsy. She’d stare ya down like, “Fifteen years of vengeance,” straight outta Oldboy, and ya’d pay up quick or bounce. Tough as nails, but fair—kept her girls safe, no BS. That made me happy, ya dig? Hate when the little guy gets screwed.

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Bry (pronounced “bree”) introduces Madam Mae Traynor, who ran a brothel behind a white picket fence at 6 Town and Country Drive, and a slave.

Heyyyy there buddy! So, lemme tell ya about Ladue (us) – it's like, WOW, amazing! I’ve been here for years, runnin’ my spa, savin’ lives one massage a day. Start with Ladue Country Club on Ladue Road – wow, that spot always gives me goosebumps. Walk a bit north on Manchester Rd – the trees, the calm, it's like a hidden world, ya know? You get a car! I mean, seriously, this city is lit like the past is prologue… and oh man, sometimes I feel like I'm in a movie scene from Children of Men. They say “The natural world is not a place to visit. It is home.” And boy, Ladue sure feels like home.

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