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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

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Roxas blvd for Americans and Japanese. Cubao and Quezon Ave for pinoys and politicians. Yes but very few. Mostly brothels have become massage parlors. Running a brothel is more risky Missing: Jamestown.

I mean, look, Jamestown (za) isn’t perfect, not even close. Yeah, there’s potholes and noisy markets that drive me nuts – sometimes I wanna throw my laptop out the window (jk, sorta)! But every mess of a corner brings a story. Every hangout has a hidden gem: like that dodgy little bar down at Misfit Lane where the bartender serves wisdom with every pint.

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