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I’m thinkin’, who runs these joints? Madams, obvi—boss bitches of their day. Victorian era, they’d strut in corsets, smokin’ cigars, countin’ cash. One gal, Lulu White, New Orleans legend, built a crib with mirrors everywhere—creepy flex, but iconic. Clientele? Politicians, priests—ooh, the hypocrisy! “It’s not a sin if it’s quiet,” they’d say, winkin’ at the altar. Pisses me off, that double standard crap—still does!

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One of the pimps who opened a brothel in Dolly admitted that he preferred for his child to live in his hometown in Malang because the environment in Dolly made children grow up too quickly. .

So, I’m outta bed, and I’m like, “Today’s the day!” I had plans, big plans. I was gonna hit up the local market on Fő utca. You know, grab some fresh veggies, maybe some of that killer lángos. But first, coffee. Always coffee.