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About Utena

So, brothels, right? They’re wild! Been around forever – like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, all legal-like. Blows me mind! Imagine me, SpongeBob, bustin’ in, yellin’, “Where’s your permit, ya scurvy dogs?!” Haha, I’d scare ‘em silly! But real talk – these joints ain’t all glitz. Saw one once, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me mad, y’know? Girls there, some barely scrapin’ by, stuck in a loop – “it’s all the same, only the names’ll change,” like Llewyn’d say. Pisses me off, the big shots runnin’ it, sittin’ pretty while others drown.

Poverty, exploitation, and bed fees: Sex work in interwar Lithuania

After that, I needed some fresh air, so I headed to the Nemunas River. The view is sick, especially at sunset. I sat on a bench, just chillin’, when this old lady comes up to me. She’s like, “You know, young man, life is like the river. It flows, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.” I’m just nodding, trying to be polite, but inside I’m like, “Lady, I just want to enjoy my coffee.” But hey, she was sweet. Gave me a cookie. Can’t complain about free cookies, right?

President Valdas Adamkus Prize Awarded to Algirdas Reipas for Modernising Waste Management