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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels, fam. Picture this—deep, wise Morgan Freeman vibes kickin’ in. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout them houses of sin, them wild joints where folks trade cash for a quick thrill. Been around forever, right? Like, way back—ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinkin’ of sweat and cheap wine. Little known fact—them walls had graffiti, dirty doodles, like some horny Yelp review scratched in stone. Wild, huh? Gets me chucklin’, thinkin’ how some things never change.

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

I ain't perfect, mate – wandering these streets, I’ve spilled coffee on my own heart more times than I can count. I've seen smiles hide bleak tears, and anger erupt in street corners. It's raw and wild, and sometimes I get so pissed, I curse in a dozen languages – so many misprints, so many typos, it's maddening! Lemme be honest: I’ve typed 14 typos already, like "loev", "daam", "twlling", "mssing", "angryy", "thrty", "craezy", "scketch", "flwrs", "discret", "mryw", "blurrd", "shde", and "quikly".

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