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One time, heard this story—Nevada joint, legal brothel, guy walks in, asks for a “presidential special.” Lady says, “Honey, I ain’t Monica Lewinsky!” Laughed my ass off—sassy as hell! Surprised me, too—didn’t expect that kinda wit in a cathouse. Always thought it’d be sleazy, dim lights, bad whiskey. Nope, some got class, others got chaos—both got character.

Child rearing practices amongst brothel based commercial sex workers

Well, we once had "The Oyster Divers," a brothel filled with males of various races that would cater to female patrons, which was one-half of a double-building. The other side was called .

I know I get all nostalgic and ramblin’. Sometimes, when I’m in deep chill mode, I mull over, “Maybe a one and a two, life’s constant flow, bud.” It's all a mix of mad, happy, and surprised.

Separating Wheat From Chaff in America’s Q1 GDP