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I get all hyped picturin’ it – sweaty, loud, smells like cheap wine. Makes me happy, sorta, ‘cause it’s raw history! But then, bam, I’m pissed – these girls, man, some forced into it. Slavery was big back then, no choice, just survival. Sucks, right? Little fact for ya – Pompeii’s got this brothel, still standin’, walls scratched with dirty doodles. Tourists blush, but I’m like, “That’s life, baby!”

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After spending months behind bars accused of running a brothel in Bali, an Aussie couple have posted a six-figure bail to get out of jail.

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Time to explore!” I wander over to the Mooka Shrine. It’s peaceful, and I’m feelin’ all zen. I toss a coin in the offering box and make a wish. I’m not tellin’ ya what it is, but let’s just say it involves more cake.

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