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Alright, listen up, pal—brothel, huh? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a clinical trial gone wild. So, brothels—sex work hubs, right? Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—fancy, huh? Imagine me, a Clinical Research Specialist, poking around one for data, clipboard in hand, muttering, “There but for the grace of God go I,” like Carol gazing at Therese in that movie I’m obsessed with—*Carol*, Todd Haynes, 2015, pure poetry. Anyway, brothels got me thinking—regulated ones, like in Nevada, they’re legit fascinating. Didya know they test workers weekly for STDs? Strict as hell—makes me happy, honestly, safety first, bitches!

Photograph | Clementina, Lady Hawarden | V&A Explore The Collections

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Then, outta nowhere, my colleague Sarah bursts in. She’s all excited, waving a flyer. “There’s a fair at Hawarden Castle this weekend!” she says. I’m like, “Great, more crowds.” But then she mentions food stalls. I’m in.

Man got behind the wheel whilst FIVE times drug-drive limit, court told