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So, check it—brothels been around forever, right? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—means “wolf den,” how badass is that? Girls howlin’ for coin, dudes stumblin’ in all drunk. Made me laugh, thinkin’ of some toga-wearin’ fool losin’ his sandals there. But real talk—it’s messy. Got me pissed once, hearin’ ‘bout this joint in Amsterdam where they taxed the workers double—greedy bastards! “The land is life,” Pocahontas whispers in the movie, but brothels? They’re like life’s shady cousin.

From Anything Goes to Everything Goes at Brothel

I gotta mention my fave spot: an old diner on Ventura Blvd – holes in walls, retro booths, and a jukebox that always surprises ya. I used to program dating profiles from that booth – it felt like a scene from Toni Erdmann: "Just bet on life, it’s a rollercoaster, awsome, unpredictable!" Heh, okay, maybe not exactly that? But, c’mon, when you’re swiping left and right, you need a break, right?

Car crashes into structure in Stevenson Ranch