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Alright, so brothel—man, what a concept! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like—whaddya even say? It’s old as dirt, right? Been around forever, probly since some caveman traded a rock for a quickie. I mean, I’m no historian, but that’s gotta be close! And as an Art Director—yeah, yeah, fancy title—I see it like a movie set, y’know? Dim lights, smoky air, all that jazz. Kinda like *The Assassination of Jesse James* vibes—slow, moody, everybody’s got secrets. “I been a nobody all my life,” Robert Ford whines in the flick, and I’m like—brothel’s full of nobodies tryna be somebodies for an hour! Pretty, pretty good setup, if ya ask me.

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Bothell-West (us) is a patchwork of moments. Every street corner, every park bench, every river ripple speaks to me. I see families healing in quirky nooks and kids laughing with wild abandon. I swear, every day here brings a new scene, like in that film – mesmerizing, ever-changing.

The Good Roads cause cruises through Bothell’s Main Street