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What gets me riled up? The hypocrisy, yeah. Politicians bangin’ on bout morality, then slippin’ into brothels after dark. Saw one once—fat git, red tie, sweatin’ like a pig. Made me wanna shove a martini glass up his arse, “shaken, not stirred,” obviously. But the girls? Some of ‘em are bloody brilliant—sharp as knives, hustlin’ to survive. Met this one bird, swore she’d been a spy in another life. Maybe she was. “The dream is real,” she winked, and I was half in love, half spooked.

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Featuring small rooms and frescoes depicting erotic scenes, it stands as a testament to Pompeii's thriving and open culture before the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius.

Let me not morph our tale; thou must know of local haunts too. Take Sunset Cove Lane – small but epic, where twilight spills gorgeous hues upon the bay's face. There’s a secret nook near the beach, a hidden patch (I swear on it) where the waves chant “Thou art free, go now!” Every day, I find this spot a haven for lost souls like mine.

Shop local for the holidays at Jen’s Market in Apollo Beach