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Favorite part? The hustle. Girls playin’ men like fiddles. Saw one once—blonde, sharp as a blade. Took a oligarch for millions—ran off to Spain. Happy for her, screw the bastard. Brothels breed survivors, not just victims. Cold fact: most don’t see that. They see whores, I see warriors. “Language dies,” Godard growls. Nah, it’s alive there—raw, ugly, real.

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The second half of the fourteenth century marked a change in the organization of prostitution, as town councils began to establish civic-controlled brothels. By.

Now, lemme tell ya bout them neighborhoods – ain't no cookie cutter here. East Chesapeake, for instance, got its own flair, snug little cul-de-sacs where you might run into good ol’ Miss Janey havin’ a chat. And speaking of chatter, the local diner on Bishop Ave? Hot, crispy fried chicken that makes you say “You want some more?!” kinda like that fierce determination in the movie, ya dig? “This is it!” I shout sometimes when I bite into them wings.

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