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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pizza. Nah, it’s gritty, it’s real, and it’s been around forever. Back in the day, like 1800s New York, they had these “disorderly houses”—fancy name for brothels, right? Little known fact: cops didn’t even care unless the cash stopped flowin’ their way. Corrupt as hell! Made me mad, still does—billionaires and crooked systems screwin’ the little guy, same as now!

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I was wondering what would happen if you bring your love interest to the brothel and buy a hooker right in front of her (or him).

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