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About Chicago

Alright, so here’s me, Larry David, ranting about brothels—yeah, brothels! You wanna talk atractivness of a profesion? Let’s dive into *this* mess. I mean, who picks *that* gig? “Oh, I wanna work in a brothel—pretty, pretty good career move!” I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s nuts! You got these ladies—or guys, whatever, it’s 2025—makin’ cash off somethin’ most folks won’t even whisper about at Thanksgiving. And yet, it’s got this weird pull, right? Like in *A.I.*, where Gigolo Joe’s all slick, struttin’ around, “What do you desire?”—that’s the vibe! It’s creepy, it’s wild, but damn if it ain’t fascinating.

The history of brothels

Then we got the Illinois River runnin’ like a ribbon of silver. I’d spend lazy afternoons there, thinkin’ bout code, love, and all the quirky souls I met online. Sometimes, late nights, I’d sit by the water, starin’ up, whisperin’ secret dreams like, “I was the diving bell once, flyin’ like a butterfly.” I know, sounds wild, but that’s how the heart talks here.

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