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Now, funny bit—medieval brothels had rules! No clergy allowed—hah, fat chance! Priests sneakin’ in, robes hiked up. Hypocrisy’s a riot. Surprised me too—Victorian era, posh ones had pianos! Fancied it up, like Szpilman bangin’ keys mid-war. “I hid in the ruins,” he’d say—girls hid their tears same way.

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

We had a picnic lunch and then went on a ride in boat through Lake Martin with a man named Shawn. Shawn and his dad Butch have a business giving swamp tours.

Oh, and the Somme...that mighty river flows past and cuts deep into the city. It’s a mirror, reflecting hope and sadness all at once. I sat in a tiny cafe on Rue de la Paix – oh wait, sorry, it's Rue de la Tranquillité, my bad – and I had a meltdown of happiness and anger. I was thinking, life is like a headline "We says the truth", so raw, repeating, ever we go.

Coroner identifies victim of deadly crash into bridge in Abbeville Co.