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I reckon—pause—brothels got layers. Not just hookers and johns, nah. There’s history, man. Did ya know, ancient Rome had em everywhere? Called em *lupanars*—wolf dens, how badass is that? Girls painted their lips red, signalin they’re open for biz. Wild fact—some had stone beds. Stone! Imagine the backache, jesus. Makes me mad thinkin bout it—those girls, no cushy gig, just grindin it out.

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While we won't explicitly recommend partaking of these services, they do seem a more wholesome and sustainable option in comparison to the trying your luck in a strip club cum brothel (we'll stop with the puns now), unless getting your bank account drained in exchange for one of those typical Eastern European strip club stories is something you've yet to cross off your .

Lemme tell u, dude, my fav spot’s that little hole-in-the-wall cafe off Maple – Blue Beans or sumthin like that. It's never busy, but man oh man, the espresso hits different. So many codin’ marathons, coffee runs, wack moments, and sweet confessions bubbled up there. Oh, and that time when I busted my code lookin’ out my window? LOL – epic, man, that city never stops givin’ me feels.

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