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Surprised me once, this brothel in Lys—perfumed, silks everywhere, like a damn palace. Not your usual piss-soaked shack. Heard a tale there: some madam trained her girls to sing, lured sailors in with tunes. “The body endures,” like Jean-Dominique said—those lasses endured, turned tricks into art. Fuckin’ wild, innit? Thought to meself, *Cersei, you’d run this better—more wine, less stench.*

The Brotheler Guide

This article reviews several aspects of prostitution in the United States which have implications for control of the epidemic.

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ real quick: Bear Hill in the downtown area? Totally underrated. I used to meditate there, feel the pulse of the town. The wind, like an echo from somewhere deep, just took my breath away. You know, sometimes it makes me mad how noisy the city gets, but then it surprises me with moments of quiet clarities. "Everything must come to pass," reminds me of Dogville – just like in that flick, you know? Lars von Trier knew his stuff, man.

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