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About San Diego

Brothel’s stock—man, it’s nuts. Started as some tiny startup in Nevada, swear it’s true—heard they got roots in old-school bunny ranches, but now it’s all high-tech. Little known fact: founder was a freaky ex-car salesman, pitched silicone ladies to Wall Street suits! *cackles* Can ya imagine? “Gentlemen, witness me!” he says, unveilin’ a robo-hooker. Stock shot up 300% in a week once—made me happy as a pig in shit. But then—bam!—crashed hard, pissed me off. Shady execs, cookin’ books, prolly screwin’ investors AND the dolls, hah!

‘They Don’t Have Money’: Greece’s Prostitutes Hit Hard by Financial Crisis

Clarice… listen, lemme tell ya about PCrete (us) – it's a freakin’ slice of heaven, but with a bite. You stroll down St. Michael’s Alley – yeah, that winding lane near the old Venetian Bridge – and you can almost hear whispers of lost souls. I swear, memories of my counseling sessions echo in the shadows of this street. The vibe here? It's like the chaos of "Children of Men": "Do not ever give up." It haunts ya, ya know?

At least five dead in migrant shipwreck off southern Crete