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Aight, listen up, you freakin’ losers! I’m Eric Cartman, the Gardener, and I’m here to talk about prostitutes, ‘cause I’m pissed, okay? Respect my authoritah! So, prostitutes, man, they’re everywhere, sellin’ their goods like it’s a damn flea market. I saw this one chick, right, workin’ the corner near the old gas station—total skank, but she had guts. Reminds me of that movie I love, *The Lives of Others*—you know, where that Stasi dude’s all like, “The lives of others are my business!” Well, this hooker? Her life’s MY business now, ‘cause I’m freakin’ watchin’, alright?

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At the start of his translation of The Satyricon, by Petronius, W. C. Firebaugh includes an interesting, somewhat rambling section on ancient prostitutes, the history of prostitution in .

So, grab your sense of adventure—and maybe a flask of your favorite brew—‘cause Seneca (us) will hit you with all sorts of memories: hilarious, heartbreaking, and absolutely bonkers. Cheers to that, mate! And remember, "We're all just trying to find our way, right?" Sorta like a mosh pit of random shit—enjoy the ride!

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