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So, check it—prostitutes? Been around forever. Oldest job, they say—older than me chokin’ fools with the Force. Back in Rome, they had these lupanars—brothels, dank and grimy. Little fact: girls wore sandals with “follow me” carved in ‘em. Tracks in the dirt, genius, huh? Made me laugh—imagine that hustle! Nowadays, it’s all digital, tho—apps, ads, shady X posts. You dig deep, you’ll find ‘em. Surprised me how slick it’s gotten—kinda pissed me off too. Where’s the grit, the rawness?

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Brothel Museum. Leave all hope you who enter, if your hope is to find any transgression or vulgarity. Here the display shows the society of.

But then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “Where are you?” I’m like, “Uh, at the grape festival?” He’s not amused. I can feel the eye roll through the phone. But honestly, I don’t care. I’m having the time of my life.

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