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Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—smug mischief god! I’m burdened with glorious purpose, yeah? So, brothels—let’s dive in, headfirst, no helmet! Imagine this: seedy joint, dim lights, smells funky—sweat, cheap perfume, desperation. Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*—y’know, my fave flick? That line, “I hit something,” bangs round my skull. Brothels hit ya like that—bam, outta nowhere, messy, chaotic, real.

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Aug 17,  · Terms for Ancient Roman Prostitutes and Brothels. At the start of his translation of "The Satyricon," by Petronius, W. C. Firebaugh includes an interesting, somewhat rambling .

The local river, the Kings River, just gurgles through town like it’s runnin' from a past full of tangled family dramas. I strolled along its banks on a hot day, my thoughts wandering to phrases like “The sea is a harsh mistress, yet she sings,” (yeah, I totally twisted a Leviathan line there, lol). Ain't it weird how a river can be that poetic yet brutal?

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