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Sarcasm? Oh, mate, “what a lovely fuckin’ brothel,” I’d quip, seein’ some dingy hole. Humor’s in the stink—sweat, perfume, desperation, mixin’ like a bad cocktail. Shaken, not stirred, I’d still tip the girls—classy move, yeah? Chatty punters, dodgy geezers, it’s a circus. Love it, hate it, can’t look away. That’s brothel life, mate—raw as fuck.

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The white-haired prostitute smiled down at the sweet boy their boss had adopted, and gently led him down the hall and out the backdoor, having to pause several times as the other girls (and .

We start searchin’ everywhere. I’m callin’ out, “Rover! Fido! Any dog name you can think of!” Finally, we spot this little furball under a bench, lookin’ all guilty. The kid’s face lights up like a Christmas tree. I’m feelin’ like a hero, even though I just found a dog.