This is a photo of a carving of male genitalia in the street. I guess the implication was This way to the Fun House.
The brothel we toured was a small building with a center hallway. Along the aisle on either side were cubicles or private chambers. Over the doorways of the rooms were frescoes of the women apparently to be found inside plying their trade on the stone couches.
The erotic frescoes that line the interior of the building are quite well preserved and very descriptive. There certainly was not as much room as the frescoes would lead you to believe. The rooms are only about 5 feet wide. As they are lined up one after another I had to wonder about the privacy. Can you imagine the sound bouncing off the stone walls?
Then there was this dude. I'm guessing he was a legend in his own mind.
Pompeii must have been a fun town until that dark day in 79 A.D.