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About New York City

So, brothels—whorehouses, cathouses, whatever ya call em. Places where folks pay for a roll in the hay. Ain’t no sugarcoatin it, it’s raw, messy, human. I reckon some of y’all think it’s all glamour, like them old Wild West tales. But nah, it’s gritty. Did ya know back in Pompeii they had brothels with stone beds? Stone! Talk bout uncomfortable—makes my back hurt thinkin bout it. How’s that workin’ for ya, ancient Romans? Bet they didn’t care, just wanted their fun.

A bridge to freedom in the brothels of Phnom Penh

Oh! And there's this hidden mural on the side of an old warehouse in the downtown district—I mean, seriously, it’s like an explosion of colors that reflect raw emotions, kinda like that famous line, “Laugh, and the world laughs with you!” But, oh man, not every day can be painted with bright colors. Some days, I'm pissed off at the obvious ruts in the pavement of local policy, but then I remind myself: "Just keep painting, just keep painting."

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