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Favorite flick’s “Inside Out,” so I’m seein it—Disgust strollin through, wrinklin her nose at the sweaty johns, like, “Eww, you nasty!” And Fear’s shakin, goin, “What if we get caught?!” Brothels got stories, man—like in Nevada, legal ones got rules tighter than a nun’s ass. Girls get checked, taxes paid, but still, some shady motherfucker’s sneakin round, fuckin it up for everybody. Surprised me when I heard bout this one spot—dude walked in, paid with a goat! A fuckin goat! I’m dyin laughin, like, “What the hell?!”

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Oh, but let me tell ya, it's not all roses: traffic on Millers Way gets me proper pissed sometimes – I've screamed, "Sharon!" loads of times when neural frustrations hit. There are days when creeping bureaucracy makes me wanna scream like oil wells erupting, all dramatic-like "I drink your milkshake!" – pure madness it is.

Easier walk to school on the Hall Road Upgrade