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So, brothel—whaddya think? Oldest gig in the book, right? Been around forever, like wood dust in my shop. I read once—get this—ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred hookers, blessin’ dudes for gods! Wild, huh? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some priest goin’, “Bless ya, son, now pay up!” History’s nuts, man. Nuts! And it ain’t just sex—nah, it’s power, it’s cash, it’s lonely saps needin’ a hug. Gets me mad, tho—guys exploitin’ gals, treatin’ ‘em like scraps. Pisses me off! But then—surprise—some ladies run the show, callin’ shots, stackin’ gold. Like Yubaba in the movie, huh? “Give me your name!”—boom, she owns ya.

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Anyway, I get up there, and it’s all good vibes. The speaker starts talking about community projects. I’m signing away, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. Then, outta nowhere, this guy in the back starts shouting. Like, seriously? We’re trying to have a moment here! Turns out, he’s mad about the new parking restrictions on Cross Hayes. I mean, I get it, but dude, chill!

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