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So, brothels—man, they’re old school! Been around since forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, all grimy and loud. You’d hear wolves howlin—or was that the girls? Hah! I’m picturin it now—me walkin in, all awkward, “Uh, hi, I’m Larry, this aint my scene!” And the madam’s like, “Relax, baldy, it’s just business.” Business?! I’m mad already—why’s it gotta be so sleazy? But then, I’m kinda… impressed? Like, logistically, it’s a machine! Supply, demand, boom—capitalism’s wet dream, right? Still, grosses me out.

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Adolf Uzarski, At the brothel, , Watercolor, Works on Paper, 37 x 27 cm, Signed, Estimate, Realized Price, Auction Venue/Sale, Sale Date, Jun 22,

Then, you got the river, the Big Fork River. Yeah, it's chill as hell, flowin’ past the east side. A sunset there can make you feel like you’re starved for that cosmic beauty—just like WALL-E lookin’ at the infinity of space, wonderin’, “I’ll be right by you, EVE!” It's freakin' poetic and raw.

Carmi Police Arrest Four over Holiday Weekend