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Yo, what’s good, fam? Young Mula Baby! I’m Lil Wayne, spittin’ bars ‘bout this brothel shit. Picture this - shady spot, neon lights flickerin’ like a trap house vibe. Girls struttin’, cash flowin’, whole scene wild as fuck. I’m thinkin’ “Zero Dark Thirty” - huntin’ Bin Laden style, but nah, we chasin’ pleasure, not terrorists. “I need a lead!” - nah, I need a freak, ya dig? Brothel got me twisted, emotions runnin’ high - happy one sec, pissed the next.

Czechs turn off the red light

In Bohemia, the brothel was called a “hampejz”, 'whorehouse' or 'house of shame', but not a 'brothel' as such. Prostitutes were simply 'whores'.

I be honest, livin’ here has made me mad at times – traffic, noisy neighbors, the usual maddening hum of life; happy at others – a perfect sunset over the river, a random compliment from a stranger, the spell of that eerie, silent moment. Seen a couple sittin’ on a stoop, whisperin’ sweet nothings like stories from long ago – messed with my head, in a good way.

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