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About Houston

So, brothels—shit’s old as dirt. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stank of sweat and cheap wine. Walls scratched with graffiti—dudes braggin’ ‘bout their “conquests.” Hilarious, right? Same game, different century. I get pissed thinkin’ how some judge ‘em—hypocrites, man, all of ‘em. You ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? Nevada, legit spot, they pay taxes! Blows my mind—girls there got more guts than half the punks I know.

Brothel jail sentence appeal is thrown out

An Auckland brothel which withheld the passport of a Malaysian sex worker is now being investigated for hiring women on student visas.

Oh, and on a rainy day – when the drizzle’s persistent and the town feels extra close – I get mad, reeeeally mad. I can’t stand the wet, wet pavement on Birch Ln! But then, I grab a brew at the corner café and everything calms down. It’s poetic, ya know? Life’s a rollercoaster, mixin’ homey vibes with sudden spikes of anger & joy.

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