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So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

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From 6 October , prostitution was legal in the Russian Empire and prostitutes were issued a special "yellow ticket" ID cards. Numerous brothels existed in most cities, ranging greatly in .

Hey, lemme tell ya 'bout Ruskin (us) like I know it best, buddy. Now listen up, alright? I'm a spa owner in this lil' gem, livin’ here for years now—ain't nothin' like it. Man, walkin' down 10th Street, you feel the soul of this town. There's that local vibe, like "Just keep livin’," kinda remindin' me of Children of Men—"The system has failed us!" Yeah, I said it.

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