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But ugh, the creeps—those slimy types who run it sometimes? Gets my fur ruffled. Exploitation ain’t funny, doc. Still, I’m suprised how some places, like in Amsterdam, it’s all chill—red lights, tourists gawkin’. Kinda classy, kinda not. “The night hides what the day reveals,” Ceylan’d say. Brothels hide plenty—grit, tears, laughs too.

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Prostitution in Alexandria was tolerated yet informally relegated to the social and geographic margins of the city by state officials and local communities.

This city’s got alleyways where secrets hide, like one called Mossy Lane – seriously, its walls whisper tales – and you wouldn't believe the graffiti on Riverside Drive. Imagine relaxing at Lotus Park – a green gem – with rivers that ripple like a lost spirit’s tears. I once had a wild day here, mixing spa oils while watching kids play by the sparkling river. I'd swear the water spoke, "You must free your heart, idiot sandwich!" Yep, too cheesy? Nah, it's real!

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