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About New York City

So, brothels—grubby, ain’t they? Been around forever, like fleas on a mutt. Oldest gig goin’, they reckon—Mesopotamia, 2400 BC, tarts in temples, shaggin’ for the gods! Blokes’d rock up, chuck some coins, *quid pro quo*, job done. Makes me laugh, it does—humanity’s randy as rabbits, always has been! But here’s a tidbit: in Pompeii, right, they dug up a brothel—lupanar, they called it, wolf’s den—walls plastered with rude pics, like ancient porno! Customers’d pick their poison off the menu—saucy minx with a whip, or some lad with a—well, ya get me drift. Froze me gobsmacked, that did—Romans were filthy sods!

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

Saray B. M. (28), a Spanish national, was charged with brothel keeping after her apartment in Westport, Co. Mayo was raided by Gardaí on

The neighborhoods here? Man, they're a riddle wrapped in mystery. Take Westside, for example. Got these funky brick houses, casual graffiti that tells personal stories. And downtown? OMG, every corner holds a surprise. Call me dramatic, but I sometimes get so mad when I see people ignoring the old murals on Cedar Ave. They’re art, dude, art that bares soul, ya feel me?

Understanding Cinco de Mayo, which is not Mexican Independence Day