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So, brothels—whoo boy, where to start? Been around forever, like ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars—fancy, huh? Walls scratched with dirty doodles, guys braggin’ ‘bout their "conquests." Ain’t that a hoot? Git-r-done! I reckon some fellas still think they’re Casanova strollin’ in. Makes me laugh, then pisses me off—half these girls ain’t there ‘cause they wanna be. Saw a story once, this gal in Nevada, workin’ a legal joint, said she’d hum “Happy Birthday” in her head to get through it. Damn, that stuck with me—kinda like Tyrone shootin’ up, tryna escape.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in Ivankovo, right? This little gem of a town in Croatia. I mean, it’s not exactly on everyone’s travel list, but it’s got its charm. The streets are all cobblestone and twisty, like they’re trying to play hide and seek with you.

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