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So, brothels—grubby, ain’t they? Been around forever, like fleas on a mutt. Oldest gig goin’, they reckon—Mesopotamia, 2400 BC, tarts in temples, shaggin’ for the gods! Blokes’d rock up, chuck some coins, *quid pro quo*, job done. Makes me laugh, it does—humanity’s randy as rabbits, always has been! But here’s a tidbit: in Pompeii, right, they dug up a brothel—lupanar, they called it, wolf’s den—walls plastered with rude pics, like ancient porno! Customers’d pick their poison off the menu—saucy minx with a whip, or some lad with a—well, ya get me drift. Froze me gobsmacked, that did—Romans were filthy sods!

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I honestly love every little quirk of this town. It’s full of, like, surprises and moments that, like, totally turn my mood around in seconds. And like, even my mad code bugs melt away in front of this raw energy. Seriously, like, every path in Gretna (us) is full of feels, and you're gonna, like, experience a whole lifetreacher sort of vibe!

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