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About San Diego

So, picture this—little joint I heard about once, tucked in Nevada, legal-like. Dusty road, neon sign flickerin, “Girls, Girls, Girls.” Guy runnin it, old timer, swore he saw Elvis there in ‘78. Swore it! Made me laugh, thinkin—Elvis, in a brothel? Maybe tradin sequins for somethin racier! Got me happy, imaginin that—ol’ King shakin hips for a diffrent crowd. But then—here’s the kicker—it’s not all laughs. Some gals there, they’re stuck, y’know? Trapped like that whale in the movie, “a shadow cast upon us.” Pissed me off, hearin that—folks takin advantage.

Does Montreal still have a red light district?

Yab Yum – the most upscale prostitution (it's legal here) house in Amsterdam, of which he'd heard 'much hype' but never visited.

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout neighborhoods. Eastside’s rougher, but oh boy, full of life and secrets. I’ve seen passionate encounters behind the closed doors on Maple Ave; sometimes they’d remind me of teams falling in love at first glance, like a wild improv bit right on the streets! Westside, on the other hand, is all pristine and slick – fancy cafes on Crescent Road spill rich conversations and flirtations that last till dawn.

We were spared, but others were not as lucky