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Brothels, man, they’re like secret pitstops. Been around forever – fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, wolf dens! Wild, right? Imagine haulin’ cargo back then, droppin’ off grain, pickin’ up… entertainment. Blows my mind. I get happy thinkin’ how they kept it real – no fake smiles, just business. But it pisses me off too, ‘cause some folks still judge ‘em hard. Like, c’mon, live and let live, jabroni!

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