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Lemme drop a lil’ fact—did ya know brothels been around forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—means “wolf den.” Howlin’ good time, huh? Prolly stank worse than a dumpster tho. Fast forward, and you got places like Amsterdam’s Red Light District—neon glow, girls in windows, tourists gawkin’ like it’s a zoo. Surprised me how chill it was—cops just strollin’ by, sippin’ coffee. Ain’t no shame there, just business.

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First off, I’m cruising down Kirova Street, thinking about my first appointment. This dude, Vasyl, he’s got a house on the corner of Kirova and Shevchenka. Nice place, but he’s always got that “I’m gonna argue about everything” vibe. I get there, and he’s already pacing like a caged lion. I’m like, “Bro, what’s up?” He starts ranting about his car insurance. Apparently, he thinks he’s paying too much. I mean, c’mon, dude, you drive a Lada that’s older than me!

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