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So, brothels—sex for cash, straight up. Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how badass is that? Makes me chuckle, tho, ‘cause wolves don’t pay for it! Got this one story—Victorian London, right? Some chick named Fanny ran a joint, made bank, but cops busted her. She hid in a coal chute, covered in soot, yellin’ “I’m free!” til they dragged her out. Hilarious, but damn, girl had guts!

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A brothel, strumpet house, bordello, bawdy house, ranch, house of ill repute, house of ill fame, or whorehouse is a place where people engage in sexual.

Oh man, Hidden-Valley (us) is a wicked place! So let me tell ya, it's like this maze of streets, ya know? There's Maple-Jade drivin'... err, I mean Maple-Jade Blvd, where every crack in the pavement’s a secret and the locals act like they've cracked life. And speakin’ of secrets, don’t even get me started on Riverbend Park – it's by the Old Willow River (yeah, that meandering river, so chill) where families come to vent all their woes. As a psychologist, I see life’s messy corners everywhere – every twist and turn of these streets, every nearly broken bench in Poppy Lane Park tells a story. “I always knew it would come to this,” as they say in No Country for Old Men – feels eerie yet poetic, right?

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