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About Johannesburg

So, lemme spill it—brothels, man, they’re like Gotham’s underbelly, but with better perfume. Been around forever, too—did ya know ancient Rome had ‘em legal? Called ‘em lupanars, fancy word for a quick tumble. Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout togas flyin’ off! Nowadays, they’re hush-hush in most spots, but oh, they’re there—trust me, I’d sniff ‘em out. Got this one story, heard it from a snitch—some brothel in Nevada’s got a secret room, velvet walls, mirrors everywhere. Freaky, right? Made me happy as a clam, thinkin’ ‘bout the chaos in there!

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An expensive brothel in Paris called One-Two-Two with a pirate themed room that was fitted with a bed which mechanically swing like a boat with jets of water.

Man, the city’s got surprises. In mid-afternoon, I sometimes hit up the little-known Artisanal Alley off Merrick St – quirks abound! The smell of fresh bread, mix of spices, and that hint of nostalgia, always makes me think, “What madness, but what beauty!” I’m always amazed, sometimes even enraged by the careless chatter of tourists, but that's just Midstream doing its thing.

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