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Me quirks? Fiddlin’ with wood calms me, but brothel’s noise? Drives me mad, yesss! Exaggerate? Sure – them walls scream lust louder than a banshee! Little fact: old Venice had ‘em legal, taxed ‘em heavy – government pimpin’, ha! Sarcasm? “Oh, lovely spot for tea,” I’d sneer. Hiss! It’s a mess, a thrill, a damn circus – “The real question is, is it sustainable?” Nope, precious, it ain’t! But it keeps spinnin’, like my bow on strings. Nasty, beautiful brothel – Gollum sees it all! Hiss!

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There are numerous sex clubs and brothels here just waiting to be visited. In the brothels in Le Havre often gorgeous female students earn pocket money as hobby whores. On the .

Oh! And the old mill by the Somme River, it's chill, so rustic, so nostalgic! I used to joke with my clients, "This spot, it's like, I don't know, a scene outta Almost Famous, man!" I could be pouring out my life story to a massage oil bottle right there. Hah!

For the Record, March 20, 2025