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So, brothel—where do I start? Pisses me off, the fakes—guys braggin’ they been, lyin’ through their teeth. I fix teeth, I know lies when I see ‘em. But real talk? Been studyin’ it, diggin’ deep. Heard this story—back in Rome, they had brothel coins! Called ‘em spintriae, freaky lil’ tokens with dirty pics. No credits, no holonet—just toss a coin, get your fun. Blew my mind, man! History’s kinky as shit.

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