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So, lemme spill—brothels been around forever, doc! Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—means wolf den, how badass is that? Girls painted their lips red, signalin’ they’re open for biz. Crazy, right? Makes me chuckle—imagine me hoppin’ in there, “Eh, too much rouge, toots!” Got me laughin’ til my ears flop. But real talk, some o’ these places—shady as heck. Makes me mad, doc! Girls stuck, no way out, while fat cats rake in dough. Pisses me off somethin’ fierce.

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They opened brothels for soldiers and OT workers, staffed mainly by French prostitutes ^ Jump up to: Channel Islands Occupation Review No

I gotta tell ya, running a massage parlor in this city has its moments. I've met folks from all walks of life – oddballs, dreamers, critics – you name it. Sometimes, when I'm massaging a hardened soul, I remember a line: “Everything is possible; nothing is obligatory.” Kinda like that from A Serious Man, ya feel me? It is real, raw, and sometimes downright confusin' – but that’s what keeps it all so amazin’!

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