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Dude, brothels, man – heavy stuff. Whoa. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, like, sex work’s old as dirt. Been around forever, right? Russia’s got its own wild history with it. Back in Tsar times, they had “yellow tickets” – legit IDs for hookers. Crazy, huh? Had to register or bam, jail. Stalin flipped it, banned it, called it bourgeois filth. Now? It’s illegal but everywhere. Shady spots, dark alleys, whoa – sketchy vibes.

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If I told you that I used to work in a brothel, you might get the wrong idea. I didn't actually work in a brothel in that sense of the word.

Oh, and lemme tell ya, the Clive Commons park? Crazy place! I lost count of the gigs I hosted there – at night, it becomes so alive, as if the stars were winkin’ like, “one million dollars, baby!” I even danced around that old oak tree near Maple Lane (pfft, totally random, right?) and felt, erm, liberated like a renegade.

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