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About Chicago

So, brothels—oldest gig in the book. Fact: ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars—wolf dens, how poetic! Girls painted their lips red to advertise, subtle, huh? Fast forward, Victorian era—fancy houses for the posh, while the poor got alley action. Makes me laugh, the hypocrisy—lords preaching purity, then sneaking in backdoors. Everybody lies, told ya!

A Short History of Sex in London

So, right off the bat, you gotta hit up Maple Street, where the cafes and dive bars melt your stress away. Maple Street casually winds down to Crescent Park – a green gem where the trees whisper secrets. It’s where I’ve spent mornings meditating to the absurd chirp of birds. They say it’s where life flows like the river, and honestly, it is. Speaking of rivers – the thundering little stream near Victoria Lane? Man, it moos glimmers in the sunlight like a scene straight outta “Under the Skin” – eerie and gorgeous.

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