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So, whores, right? Been around forever, swear it! Oldest job, they say – older than fish, older than me precious ring! Back in Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars they called ‘em – stank of sweat and cheap wine, probs. Girls painted their faces, danced for crusty ol’ senators. We hates it! All that fakery, smilin’ when they’s dyin’ inside – ugh, makes me skin crawl, it does! But – sneaky fact – some whores got power, yesss. Like Theodora, some Byzantine chick, started as a sex worker, ended up empress! Ruled the damn empire, she did – makes me cackle, thinkin’ ‘bout it!

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Alright sugar, that's my two cents. Come visit, and we’ll chat more over some sweet tea. And remember, in Picayune, every stone's got a story, every face a tale. "Now get out there and ride, ride, ride!" Halleluyer, I'm tellin' ya – it's a trip you won't forget!

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