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So, here’s the deal—brothels been ‘round forever. Fact is, back in ol’ Pompeii, they had ‘em marked with dirty lil’ drawings on the walls—talk ‘bout advertisin’! Ain’t that wild? I mean, I’m over here gigglin’, thinkin’ ‘bout them Roman boys stumblin’ in, drunk on wine, lookin’ for a gal. Me, I’d prob’ly trip over my own sequins tryin’ to keep up! But serious now—brothels make bank. Some say millions, dependin’ where ya are. Nevada’s got legal ones—places like the Bunny Ranch. Them gals hustle harder than I did singin’ “9 to 5”!

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In this book, Sarah Levin-Richardson offers the first authoritative examination of Pompeii's purpose-built brothel, the only verifiable brothel from Greco-.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up in Levin, right? You know, that chill little town in NZ, where everyone knows everyone. I’m talking about the kind of place where you can’t sneeze without someone saying “bless ya.” Anyway, I roll outta bed, and it’s already a scorcher. Like, who turned the sun up to max?

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