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These places, they’re hidden in plain sight. Ya got your truckers, ya got your sleazy suits—everybody’s sneakin’ in. I heard once, back in ‘98, some wise guy ran a brothel outta an old diner. Cops didn’t even clock it—thought it was just greasy eggs! That’s Jersey for ya, always a hustle.

Art historian on La Belle Epoque

In terms of becoming a brothel woman, Céleste Vénard, whose memoirs we mentioned earlier, recollects how she first encounters a resident of a maison de tolérance while running away .

But then, BAM! Outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I duck into a café, soaked but relieved. I order a slice of cake, and the waiter’s like, “You want it to go?” I’m like, “Nah, I need this sugar fix NOW.”

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