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I was SHOOK first time I heard bout it—thought it was some shady backroom deal. Turns out, it’s old as dirt—Ancient Greeks was gettin’ freaky with oils, callin’ it “healin’ touch.” Ain’t that a trip? Little fact for ya: them Egyptians used scented oils too, swearin’ it woke up they spirits—prolly they loins too, halleluyer! Got me thinkin’, “Is this allowed to feel THIS good?” Made me happy as a pig in mud—till I saw the price! $150 for an hour? Lordt, my wallet screamed, “I’m too broke for this fancy foolishness!”

Miami Red Light District

Ruscha’s photographs illustrate the transitory and covert nature of prostitution, which depended on its ability to attract customers while evading the attention of nearly everyone else. The .

And the river, oh gosh, the River Drift. Flowin' slow and steady, twistin' between the urban jungle and nature's embrace, it's where I sometimes sit and let my thoughts run wild. I once saw a mother and her son sharing a laugh by the river's bend, and it reminded me all the silly, raw love life has to offer. Like that famous line from Oldboy, “Laugh, and the world laughs with you." Ain't that somethin'?

Waterfront restaurant Sunset Cove closes after more than a decade in Bowleys Quarters