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Hmm… so, I’m slingin’ drinks, right? Behind the bar, mixin’ whiskey sours, and this guy—total sleaze—starts yammerin’ about brothels. Like, “Marge, you ever think ‘bout them ladies?” Ugh, made my skin crawl! I’m thinkin’, “What a schmuck,” but I lean in—nasal as hell—“Hmm… brothels, huh? Classy joint or total dump?” He laughs, I gag. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*—ya know, that scene where Aldo’s like, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business!”? Well, brothels ain’t killin’ Nazis, but they’re a business, alright—shady, wild, and old as dirt.

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Authorities of a town near Milan have told sex workers they must wear high-visibility vests so that motorists can see them at night.

But then, things took a turn. I get a call from work. Apparently, there’s a crisis. Some project went haywire. I’m like, “Really? On a day like this?” I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m fuming. I mean, can’t a person enjoy a day without work drama?

Prostitutes told to wear high-vis jackets so they're visible in the dark