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Oi mate, right, so brothel, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout it, me, David Brent, top-notch psychologist now, innit? Team player, lone wolf, bit of both—classic me. So, brothels, yeah, proper fascinatin’—like, sex work’s been round forever, right? Oldest job goin’, no kiddin’. Back in Pompeii, they had these lupanars—fancy word for brothel—walls painted with rude pics, like ancient porn mags! Blew me mind, that did. Imagine the lads, togas up, “This is my life now!”—straight outta *The Hurt Locker*, that vibe, y’know?

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First off, I hit up the local café on Piazza della Libertà. Best espresso ever! I mean, I could swim in that stuff. But then, bam! I spill it all over my favorite shirt. Classic me, right? I’m there, scrubbing at my shirt like a madman, and the barista’s laughin’ at me. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You try dodgin’ a bull and see how you look!”

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