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Brothels ain’t new—Roman pricks had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cos girls howled for cash. Fact: some had secret tunnels—escape from wives or cops, sneaky bastards. I’d drown ‘em all in shallow end, but nah, not my call. Gets me mad tho—fat pigs waddlin’ in, thinkin’ they own these girls. “Be my guest,” they grunt, tossin’ roubles like it’s charity. Pisses me off—power ain’t that, it’s control, not slime.

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At the present time, wherever two or three clubwomen are gathered together the chief topic of conversation is 'soldiers and vampires.

I might rambler more—yo, sorry, brb got too much heart here. Heart’s racing. I’m angry sometimes at how much hidden sorrow hides behind these smiles. But then, waaah, you feel joy, a tight bond, fam.

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