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So, brothels—been around forever, yeah? Oldest gig in the book. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how badass is that? Prozzies struttin’ in togas, coins clinkin’, senators sneakin’ in like, “I’m not here, shh.” Fast forward, Victorian era, posh gents in top hats hittin’ up secret parlors—hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me laugh, their fake morals crumblin’ faster than Thor’s hammer on a bad day. Even now, places like Nevada got legal ones—Bunny Ranch, heard of it? Cash flowin’ like Jordan Belfort’s Quaalude stash.

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