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I reckon—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—it’s all a show. Glitz outside, grit inside. Saw this joint once, all red lights and velvet. Looked glam, but smelled like cheap booze and regret. “The past never lets go,” like the movie says. Them girls prolly got pasts chasin’ ‘em too. Breaks my heart, hon! But—ha!—some are total bosses. Heard of this gal in Nevada, runs her own spot, legal-like. Total queen, rakin’ it in! Surprised me, for sure—thought it’d all be sleazy pimps.

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First Kamloops gets the very first cannabis store. Now they get the very first doll brothel. When did Kamloops become so edgy and open to new.

Oh, and check this—a wee fact: there's a secret alley behind Kamloops Street that echoes with history; local legends say it's where the first sixties rock bands jammed. True story—or so I like to think when I'm kneading out a tension knot. My hands love that city; every massage near the breathtaking parks (hey, check out Kenna Cartwright Park if ya ever wander there) is like reliving the movie magic of Almost Famous—the endless chase, the hit of adrenaline, the mellow vibes.

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