Vivie: In my tender years, I roamed the world estranged from my mother's embrace, finding solace within the shelter of foster homes. But on a recent visit to her abode, I found myself inquiring about her life. To my astonishment, she confided in me the nature of her occupation, the proprietor over an establishment known as a brothel. My innocent heart quivered, for I possessed no inkling of such an enterprise. Seeking enlightenment, I questioned the townsfolk, who, with a knowing nod, directed me toward the Royal Brothel over in Spring Gardens. There, before even stepping through the…