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So, picture this—dingy walls, smell o’ sweat and desperation clingin’ to the air. Reminds me o’ that line, “Look at my shit!”—girls struttin’, showin’ off what they got, but it’s all a front. Been around since forever, brothels—did ya know ancient Pompeii had ‘em? Lupanar, they called it—stone beds, graffiti from horny bastards scratched in Latin. Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how little’s changed—still the same ol’ game, just swap togas for thongs.

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Finally, I make it home, dripping wet. I kick off my shoes and collapse on the couch. What a day! Helpman, you’ve got my heart racing. I’m exhausted but happy. Tomorrow’s another adventure, right?

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