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So, picture this: a brothel, tucked deep in the woods, right? Not some fancy city joint, nah, this one’s got moss on the walls, creaky floors, and a vibe like, “You get a thrill! You get a thrill!” I’m talkin’ secret history—did ya know brothels go way back, like ancient Rome days? They called ‘em lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause the ladies howled for coin! Ain’t that a trip? Makes me giggle, thinkin’ of some toga dude sneakin’ out, all nervous.

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Abstract. This paper discusses words notoriously coined to convey the "dark pleasures" of Tiberius Caesar in his last years on Capri ( C.E.).

Then there's a chill spot by the creek near 16th Ave N; I used to hang there, musing over the mysterious ways bodies and souls connect, tossin' out my theories like confetti at a parade. Oh man, that creek, its water’s so damn clear it almost shames you for your murky thoughts.

Man dead after colliding with light pole in Champlin