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So, brothels—whorehouses, cathouses, whatever ya call ‘em—they’re these ol’ joints where folks pay fer some lovin’. Been ‘round forever, like way back to them Roman days. Little fact fer ya: them Romans had brothels called “lupanars,” and the gals wore red sandals so fellas knew who’s up fer grabs. Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me chuckle thinkin’ ‘bout some toga-wearin’ dude eyeballin’ shoes like, “Yup, she’s the one!” Git-R-Done, right there!

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Shōgi were licensed prostitutes permitted to charge a fee in exchange for sexual Tottori, Ishikawa, and Wakayama) had prohibited the licensing.

So, I get to this house, and the lady there is super nice. She offers me tea, and I’m like, “Heck yeah!” But then, she starts telling me about her cat, Momo. Apparently, Momo is a “special” cat. I’m thinking, “What’s that mean?” Turns out, Momo has a thing for radio waves. No joke! She brings Momo over, and the cat just stares at my tools like they’re the Holy Grail. I’m cracking up.

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