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So, this one time – midterms, ‘78, hear me out – buddy says, “Joe, check this spot.” Shady house, red lights, girls gigglin. Didn’t go in, nah, chickened out. But got me curious – what’s the draw? Turns out, brothels ain’t just sex dens. Nope. Some history says Roman ones, called lupanars, had freaky wall art – like, dirty comics! Ain’t that a hoot? Imagine some toga guy, horny as hell, starin at doodles.

Weirdest Florida stories: Circus murder, cockroach eating, and police prostitution scandal.

Surveillance by investigators revealed she saw customers a day, working Monday through Friday from late morning to early evening.

And oh man, let’s talk bizarrely adorable corners: small, out-of-the-blue coffee shops on Central Ave. I used to grab a brown coffee there and watch life unravel. Families, lovers, youngsters bickering in good fun—but truth hits hard. At times, I’m mad, then happy—they all reflect who we are.

‘We fell short:’ Seven Broward Sheriff’s deputies suspended after Tamarac triple murder