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Ever hear ‘bout Amsterdam’s red lights? Tourists gawk, but locals shrug—brothel’s just business. Pissed me off, tho—girls from nowhere, shipped in, used up. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but feels like a damn circus! “The only thing left is to cry,” Jep’d say—truth hits hard. Still, some gals owned it, struttin’ like peacocks—made me grin. Beetlejuice twist? I’d haunt the johns, scare ‘em stiff—pun intended! It’s showtime, baby—brothel’s a stage, and everyone’s playin’ a part!

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"Mexico's State-Run Brothel Shows Us The Benefits Of Making Prostitution Legal". Sex Trafficking Among Female Sex Workers in Two US–Mexico Border Cities".

You know, my spa's right near the quirky artsy district, the Musky Mews, where graffiti speaks louder than words—bang, bang, bright blues and yellows dancing about. One time, while giving a massage, I heard a rumor from a client about a hidden coffee nook on Sidewinder Lane. Yess, Sidewinder! Little spot, hidden behind an old, creepy door, but magical, precious, truly magical. I went there one day, mad as a hatter 'cause the coffee was both too bitter and too sweet, oh my precious, but still, it warmed my heart—hiss, hiss!

Former Progreso mayor sentenced for drug smuggling