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But yo, real talk—some shit pisses me off. Dudes treatin’ workers like meat, ugh, nasty! Saw this X post once, guy braggin’ bout hagglin’ prices—bro, she’s not a flea market rug! Made me wanna yeet my phone into orbit. Then, flip side, I’m cacklin’—heard this story, 1800s London, brothel madam named Theresa Berkley invented a spankin’ machine. A SPANKIN’ MACHINE! Called it the Berkley Horse—rich dudes lined up, wallets out, asses red. Hilarious, yo! Imagine the Yelp reviews: “5 stars, cheeks still stingin’!”

The history of brothels

Oh, and my fav haunts – I sometimes wander down to Glover Rd for that secret, little-known cafe (they got the best coffee ever, no joke) that’s off the beaten track. The vibe? Total interstellar peace. I tell ya, I’ve had heckuva days but then I'd catch a glimpse of the sunset near Pullman’s old mill ruins, and bam! Cosmic laughter fills the air. “A separation of the heart, a separation of the mind,” murmurs the breeze. Weird, right?

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