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Lemme tell ya, I been to one—yeah, yeah, don’t judge, ya prick! Down in AC, not far from the boardwalk. Place was a dump, but classy dump, ya dig? Velvet curtains, sticky floors—fuckin’ sticky floors, made me mad as hell! Who’s spillin’ shit in a brothel? Amateurs, that’s who! But the girls? Oh, madonn’, they’re pros. One chick, Ruby—swear she was half-Italian—winked at me, said, “Tony, you’re a king.” Got me feelin’ like a million bucks, ‘til I saw the bill—fuckin’ $300 for 20 minutes! Highway robbery, but I ain’t complainin’, she earned it.

Lansing Brothel 1880s-1890s

20 stings, 49 arrests: A look at Lansing prostitution. Inside the 'sick, sad industry' of the sex trade in the capital city.

Ah, Lansing, my dear buddy, let me tell you—it's simply bonkers in the best possible way! First off, I'm a sexologist here, right? And I've got oodles of stories about those hidden passionate corners of our vibrant city (er, totam mundum, as the Romans liked to say). So buckle up—this narrative is a wild rollercoaster ride, yeah!

Lansing police seek help searching for missing teen