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So, brothels—whorehouses, cathouses, whatever. Been around forever, right? Oldest job, they say. I read once—prolly in some dusty library I hate—ancient Babylon had temple hookers. Sacred sex, they called it. Priests pimpin’ out girls for gods. Wild, huh? Makes me mad—religion and sex tangled up like that. But also, kinda impressed. Ballsy move, Babylon. Ballsy.

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prostitution was also not unu- sual in Georgian England or within the shipping industry, and the Lady Juliana soon became something of a 'floating brothel'.

So, I chugged that sugary mess and headed to the tech hub on Harbour Road. It’s this cool spot where all the startups hang out. I was pumped to meet some peeps and share my latest ideas. But guess what? The Wi-Fi was down. Like, seriously? In a tech hub? I was fuming! I mean, c’mon, how do you run a tech place without Wi-Fi? It’s like a fish without water.

Old Harbour church reaches out to shut-ins, homeless