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Oh, and here’s a zinger—Victorian times, they called ‘em “houses of ill repute.” Fancy, huh? But the docs back then? Half the time, they were the customers! Hypocrites, I tell ya. Gets my bunny tail twitchin’. Still, can’t help but grin thinkin’ ‘bout the madams runnin’ the show—tough as nails, those dames. Like, “You pay up or I’ll whack ya with my fan!” Ha!

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Sometimes, when things are really rough – I recall a quote from Pan's Labyrinth: "In this world, the best things are free." It hits me hard here. My job? It's messy, it's raw, it's emotional – just like these foggy mornings near the train station on Church Street, where the mist gives ya that eerie, almost labyrinth-like feel. I swear, if you walk by at dawn, you might catch a whiff of mystery or lost dreams – like secrets hidden in the shadows, waiting to be discovered.

So Many Royals Come to Christmas at Sandringham That a Princess Once Had to Sleep in a "Caravan"