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Hmm… so you wanna talk bout findin a prostitue? Well, lemme tell ya, as a mountain guide, I’ve seen some wild stuff up them peaks, but this? This takes the cake! Nasal snort—Homer’d probly lose his mind if I told him I’m yammerin bout hookers with ya. Anyway, picture this—up in them rocky trails, it’s like *Inception*, ya know, my fave flick! “You musn’t be afraid to dream a lil bigger, darling!”—but insted of dreams, we’re talkin bout findin a gal for a quick buck. Hah! Surprised me first time I heard it—some ol’ miner in ‘98, swear to God, told me bout these secret “mountain ladies” who’d pop up near campsites. Lil known fact—back in the Gold Rush, prostitutes’d hike up to them miner towns, settin up shop in tents! Wild, right?

Trova hotel a Pompei

The names given below are not exhaustive regarding all known, or know- able, Pompeian female prostitutes, though at minimum the list includes.

After that, I’m wanderin’ down Via Stabiana, and I spot this ancient house. The House of the Faun, I think? It’s got this huge statue of a faun chillin’ in the garden. I’m like, “Dude, what’s your deal?” I mean, who even has a faun statue? But it’s kinda cool, I guess.

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