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So, brothels—man, they’re old school! Been around since forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, all grimy and loud. You’d hear wolves howlin—or was that the girls? Hah! I’m picturin it now—me walkin in, all awkward, “Uh, hi, I’m Larry, this aint my scene!” And the madam’s like, “Relax, baldy, it’s just business.” Business?! I’m mad already—why’s it gotta be so sleazy? But then, I’m kinda… impressed? Like, logistically, it’s a machine! Supply, demand, boom—capitalism’s wet dream, right? Still, grosses me out.

1. The exterior of an old-school brothel, date unknown.

I be runnin' my sessions in a small studio near Harbor Lane—yeah, a tiny spot but with huge vibes, like every session is a mini Far From Heaven scene shot with raw emotion. And honestly, sometimes I throw in a chill joke, “Know your role!” like, “You relax, I’ll rock this massage!” It’s silly, but it gets the job done.

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