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Here’s the tea—did ya know this stuff’s been around forever? Like, ancient Rome had “lupanars”—brothels with menus painted on walls. Wild, right? I’m shook. Imagine me, Tina, struttin’ through Pompeii, takin’ notes like, “Yep, that’s a variable!” Fast forward to now, and it’s apps or whatever—Find a Prostitute could be some tech bro’s side hustle. Makes me mad, tho—why’s it always gotta be so sleazy? Can’t we class it up? I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Gimme some dignity here!”

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Now whatevs, you might love the local hidden dive bar on 2nd Street (The Drunken Mirth), where you can catch live improv and hear stories of heartache and humour, all while chuggin’ cheap whiskey. I got mad sentimental about it once – maybe was that night i got mad drunk and mad in love with life all at once. Buuuuut, then I got pissed too, ya know?

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