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But—fuck me—some of ‘em got history! Oldest one, Pompeii, right? Whorehouse called Lupanar—wolf den, ‘cos them girls howled for cash. Graffiti on walls, blokes braggin’ ‘bout their “conquests.” Dirty bastards! Still turns my stomach, but I’m like, “Fair play, you ancient wankers.” *Shame* nails that feelin’—Brandon’s face, all hollowed out after a shag. Brothel’s the same—empty as fuck when the lights come up.

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Hotels in Norrbotten are being used as a base for prostitution, possibly connected to human trafficking, and staff at several hotels in the.

So, I’m huddled under this awning, and I see a couple of friends walk by. They’re soaked, and I’m like, “Hey, you guys look great!” We end up chatting, and they invite me to this open mic night later. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I mean, I’ve already had a wild day, might as well keep it going.

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