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Alright, listen up, pal—brothel, huh? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a clinical trial gone wild. So, brothels—sex work hubs, right? Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—fancy, huh? Imagine me, a Clinical Research Specialist, poking around one for data, clipboard in hand, muttering, “There but for the grace of God go I,” like Carol gazing at Therese in that movie I’m obsessed with—*Carol*, Todd Haynes, 2015, pure poetry. Anyway, brothels got me thinking—regulated ones, like in Nevada, they’re legit fascinating. Didya know they test workers weekly for STDs? Strict as hell—makes me happy, honestly, safety first, bitches!

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Located just outside Cooma NSW on the beautiful alpine plain is a lovely camp spot for a tent, car or RV. Right next to the running Cooma creek with deep holes for swimming or just sitting. .

Walking 'round, I notice little details others miss—a worn-down bench on Callister Lane that tells stories, or a crazy tree that kinda looks like it’s dancing with the wind. Sometimes these odd bits make me chuckle, other times they just haunt me, like, “What da heck happened here?” But anyway, every day’s an adventure.

Hiker Hadi Nazari discharged from Cooma Hospital after going missing at Kosciuszko National Park for 13 days