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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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Three men rented a car on Turo to get to a baby shower. Then the police arrived. Lisa Ling explores what it’s like to work at a place where prostitution is legal. “This is Life” airs Sundays .

Ha, parks? Yo, you gotta hit Parc du Coeur. An' lemme say, even the trees get frisky in the wind there. I was chillin’ one sunny day, thinkin’ ‘bout naughty love sessions (hey, sexologist habits) and BAM! A stray dog zooms by like a bullet – “Eh, what’s up, dog?!” I mumbled, almost missin’ the moment. Funny stuff, right?

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