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But yo, real talk—some shit pisses me off. Dudes treatin’ workers like meat, ugh, nasty! Saw this X post once, guy braggin’ bout hagglin’ prices—bro, she’s not a flea market rug! Made me wanna yeet my phone into orbit. Then, flip side, I’m cacklin’—heard this story, 1800s London, brothel madam named Theresa Berkley invented a spankin’ machine. A SPANKIN’ MACHINE! Called it the Berkley Horse—rich dudes lined up, wallets out, asses red. Hilarious, yo! Imagine the Yelp reviews: “5 stars, cheeks still stingin’!”

A Short Analysis of T. S. Eliot’s ‘Sweeney among the Nightingales’

RADIOGRAPHER shot dead in bungled robbery after setting up escort service near ex-partner's brothel, court told. Larissa Cummings.

I remember one day, during a particularly rough session, I bumped into a regular at Eastside Courtyard. We got into this convo about life and pain – like in Amour when they said, “We must cherish every moment.” And dude, I felt it hard in my bones. It was like every stroke of my massage was a message, you know? The city gives you one heck of a workshop in life lessons.

Obituary for Eliot Sorel