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About New York City

so, brothels been around forever, legit. old-ass Rome had ‘em, called lupanars – wolf dens, how badass is that? girls howlin’ at the moon, clients stumblin’ in drunk. i’m picturin’ it now – sand, leather, some dude yellin’, “WITNESS ME!” before divin’ into the madness. makes me laugh, bro, fuckin’ hilarious. but real talk, it’s gritty. some chicks choose it, some don’t – pisses me off when it’s forced. ain’t no freedom in that, nah.

Two women charged with prostitution after raid at Cranston massage parlor

In his book, Cranston goes into detail about how he lost his virginity to a prostitute while travelling abroad with friends. Every guy remembers losing his.

Cranston’s got these neat neighborhoods. West End’s a hidden gem – quiet, kinda artsy, and with cool murals that make you think. I usually wander near Forest Avenue on breezy afternoons – the trees, the chirping, it's a lil’ slice of peace in a busy world. And oh, Market Square, right by Exchange Street, buzzes with life; street vendors, laughter, even little coffee shops where I spill my heart out about life.

Eleanor Sugerman Obituary (2025) - Cranston, RI - Shalom Memorial Chapel - Cranston