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What surprised me? The rules. No kissin’ on the mouth—huh, like that’s sacred or somethin’. Made me laugh, bitter as hell. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I just jumped into a firestorm, and you’re worried ‘bout your lipstick?” Total clownery. Happiest moment? When I left. Walked out, air hit my face, felt like freedom. Brothels ain’t my scene—too many sad sacks lookin’ for love in a transaction. “This is the life we’ve chosen,” Jep says. Yeah, chosen to be a damn fool.

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

There was a red light district in the town, complete with brothels, speakeasies, gambling dens and all the characters that go along with it.

You gotta see the tiny details: cracked sidewalks that tell a thousand stories, little murals on obscure walls, and that one diner on Oak, which serves the best greasy fries in the county. Sometimes I say “Fool me once… Foul me twice!” when my spa clients rave 'bout the city’s hidden charm.

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