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Little fact? Oldest gig ever—ancient Rome had ‘em legal! Blows my mind, hon. Makes ya think—what’s real, what’s a front? Like that totem spinnin’, never knowin’ if it falls. Brothels ain’t just sex—power, risk, survival, baby! I’d wink at ‘em, sayin’, “Reality’s overrated, dolls!” Gotta love the chaos—keeps ya guessin’. Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d blow a kiss and strut out, dreamin’ my own escape.

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(The Officer holding the camera at the end of this clip isn't wearing a name badge.)For Dona Spring, Who Sprang For Justice!

Yeah, guess what – sometimes I feel “Under the Skin” vibes too. Those lines? “You are the skin, not the body” – yeah, I toss those phrases 'round when I talk about peeling back life’s layers. The city’s deep like that movie – mysterious, sleek. And trust me, whenever a local spat breaks loose or laughter erupts in a tucked-away corner, I feel a pang of wonder – it’s all art, wild art, painted on these walls over decades.

From finance to restaurateur to men’s health advocate