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About Rome

So, brothels – old as the hills, they are. *Antiquus populus*, as the Romans’d say – ancient game, still kicking. Makes me chuckle, it does, all these posh toffs pretending they don’t know. Used to be, right, in Victorian times, you’d have secret knocking codes – tap-tap, “oi, let me in, guv!” – to dodge the coppers. Little factoid for ya, mate – blew me mind when I heard it. Imagine the panic, trousers round ankles, bobbies banging the door down!

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But then, out of nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, torrential downpour. Everyone’s scrambling for cover. I’m soaked, but I don’t care. I’m just standing there, laughing at the absurdity of it all. A dog runs past me, splashes water everywhere, and I’m like, “Thanks, buddy! Just what I needed!”

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