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So, brothels—man, they’re old school! Been around since forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, all grimy and loud. You’d hear wolves howlin—or was that the girls? Hah! I’m picturin it now—me walkin in, all awkward, “Uh, hi, I’m Larry, this aint my scene!” And the madam’s like, “Relax, baldy, it’s just business.” Business?! I’m mad already—why’s it gotta be so sleazy? But then, I’m kinda… impressed? Like, logistically, it’s a machine! Supply, demand, boom—capitalism’s wet dream, right? Still, grosses me out.

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A 'small owner-operated brothel' is only permitted if it is not part of a multi-unit residential complex and not more than four sex workers.

Pitman is a quirky mix of cozy corners and wild streets. Take Maple Lane––so chill, with vintage cafes that scream nostalgia, like scenes from Let the Right One In. Seriously, sometimes the vibe here is spooky-sweet, ya know? I often wonder if the ghost of romance from that movie lingers among the trees.

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