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So, brothels, they’re old as fuck, right? Back in Pompeii, they had ‘em, proper stone beds an’ all – saw it meself, blew me mind! Imagine some Roman geezer, pissed on wine, stumblin’ in – hilarious, innit? Nowadays, it’s all neon lights an’ dodgy vibes. Went to one once – don’t tell Sharon! – fuckin’ chaos, mate. Girls laughin’, punters all nervous, smell o’ cheap perfume an’ regret. “Sharon!” – she’d kill me if she knew.

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According to ancient university lore, New York State law sees any sorority house with more than a certain number of female residents as a potential brothel.

Now, let’s talk parks. Manhasset Woods Park is my little secret oasis. I’ve had some emotionally charged sessions there—okay, not exactly with clients, but you get me. I’m a sexologist; I see all the raw, unfiltered human passion and neuroses. That park? It’s like therapy without the couch, you know? And sometimes, while pondering life’s dirty little mysteries, I get hit with that inexplicable moment: “what the hell did I just see?” in genuine awe. Like in the movie, "The Act of Killing." It’s surreal.

Former aide to Gov. Hochul arrested in Manhasset, charged with being agent of the Chinese government