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So, brothels—grimy, loud, smells like sweat n’ cheap perfume. Been around forever, right? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em—called ‘em lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause the girls howled for coin! Haha, savage, huh? Makes me laugh, but also—kinda sad, y’know? These folks, hustlin’, survivin’. Gets me all worked up—angry at the world sometimes. Why’s it gotta be like that?

Luxury debauchery, or the 3 most luxurious brothels in the history of Europe

This exhibit looks at the experiences of brothel sex workers in legalized systems of prostitution from both mid-nineteenth century Paris and contemporary cities. Legal brothels allow the state .

Then, I decide to hit up the Cēsis Castle. You know, the one that’s been around since, like, forever? I’m wandering around, and it’s all cool and historical, but then I trip over a stone. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and this group of tourists walks by. They’re all like, “Is this part of the tour?” Ugh, so embarrassing! I just laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Why me?”

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