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So, brothels—grubby, ain’t they? Been around forever, like fleas on a mutt. Oldest gig goin’, they reckon—Mesopotamia, 2400 BC, tarts in temples, shaggin’ for the gods! Blokes’d rock up, chuck some coins, *quid pro quo*, job done. Makes me laugh, it does—humanity’s randy as rabbits, always has been! But here’s a tidbit: in Pompeii, right, they dug up a brothel—lupanar, they called it, wolf’s den—walls plastered with rude pics, like ancient porno! Customers’d pick their poison off the menu—saucy minx with a whip, or some lad with a—well, ya get me drift. Froze me gobsmacked, that did—Romans were filthy sods!

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The final batch of names of accused Johns have been released in an interstate commercial sex ring that ran high-end brothels in two.

The Charles River? Nah, that’s actually way over in Boston, but here in Dedham we got our own little streams and ditches. I always joke that each drop of water tells a story – sometimes tiny, like a whisper, other times a shout. The Spot where the local creek meets Rice Street is a hidden gem – just me and nature, sometimes a stray dog, and a whole lotta pondering thoughts about life, love, and the inevitability of destiny… “I’m not sure if I’m a clone or the original,” I muse secretly, channeling Kaufman vibes.

Investigation underway in Dedham after violent threat cancels football season opener