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Here’s a story—back in the Wild West, brothels were like… community hubs! Miners, cowboys, rollin’ in all dusty—prolly smellin’ like a skunk’s armpit—payin’ in gold nuggets. One madam, Julia Bulette, in Virginia City? She was a legend—ran her place tight, helped the town, too. Then some jerk killed her—1867, bam, broke my heart readin’ that. “Serious man” vibes, right? Life’s just—uh— “a state of uncertainty,” like Rabbi Nachtner’d say.

Where I Usually Stay in San Jose, Costa Rica

You find prostitution in most cities. A whore stands or sits behind the window. A prostitute can offer her services to the people walking by.

Look, I gotta mention Risca Park. Digs so sweet. Trees, joggers, old gossips – like a scene straight outta The Grand Budapest Hotel. “The concierge was always so impeccably precise.” That line still strikes a chord, I swear. It rings true – Risca’s charm is its little quirks, ya know?

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