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We shall fight on the beaches, lads, against the gloom of ignorance! Brothels ain’t just sin pits, nah—they’re old as dirt. Fact is, back in Pompeii, they had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, ‘cause the girls howled for customers. Cracked me up when I read that, fuckin’ howling! Imagine the noise, eh? Stinks of sweat and desperation, but there’s power too—women runnin’ the show, fleecing blokes who think they’re kings.

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We tried to depict the true picture of selling sex and workers' detail information in the country's eleven brothels in nine districts. With over two-decade experience, Society for Environment Missing: Cushing.

Oh, and the local landmarks – I love the Cushing Lighthouse near the bay. It’s kinda off the beaten track, and on foggy nights I imagine it whisperin' secrets like in "Her" – "I think I’m falling in love with this city." It's mad, but so real. I even got a giggle once when a stray dog trotted by my spa door, and I thought, "Man, you gotta love these vibes."

Cushing expects positive reaction to a season of near misses