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Lemme tell ya, I reckon a prostitute’s life ain’t all bad. They got freedom, sorta. Like Monsieur Gustave in the movie says, “You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse.” That’s them—glimmers! They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at the squares, livin’ wild. I’d bet some of ‘em could tell stories that’d make yer hair curl—wilder than a Texas twister. Ever hear ‘bout Lottie Deno? Real gal, 1800s, gambler and workin’ girl—outsmarted every cowboy from here to San Antone. Badass, right?

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Part I is given over to the history of prostitution in antiquity, with special reference to Chaldea, Phoenicia, Egypt, Rome and other Mediterranian countries.

First off, the streets here got character. Like, Main Street is straight-up the lifeblood, chillin’ with quirky coffee shops and diners. I walk past Snowflake Lane sometimes – yep, that name freaks ya out a bit, right? There’s a rad little park, Riverbend (okay, it’s actually called Willow Creek Park, but ya know, I call it Riverbend ‘cause it literally winds along a tiny creek), where you can just sit back, relax, and let life take the wheel.

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