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So, brothel—whaddya think? Oldest gig in the book, right? Been around forever, like wood dust in my shop. I read once—get this—ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred hookers, blessin’ dudes for gods! Wild, huh? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some priest goin’, “Bless ya, son, now pay up!” History’s nuts, man. Nuts! And it ain’t just sex—nah, it’s power, it’s cash, it’s lonely saps needin’ a hug. Gets me mad, tho—guys exploitin’ gals, treatin’ ‘em like scraps. Pisses me off! But then—surprise—some ladies run the show, callin’ shots, stackin’ gold. Like Yubaba in the movie, huh? “Give me your name!”—boom, she owns ya.

A Closer Look at Prostitution Laws in Various Countries

Main Street is a blast—uh, Novi Road, I mean, where I always stroll with my pleasure coach vibe. I love drivin’ past the big, shiny shopping center, Twelve Oaks Mall. That place be like a glimmertin’ beacon, oh so ravishing! And oh, don't forget N. Scalabrine St.—crazy vibes there, full of hidden cafes, secret kissing spots, and oddball art corners that make me go, "Oh, my precious heart!"

Milford driver, 95, sentenced to house arrest, probation in Novi woman's death