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Brothels ain’t all grim tho—some are legit hilarious. Like, there’s this tale from Nevada, legal cathouse, where a john paid extra for a girl to sing karaoke mid-bang. MID-BANG! I’m dyin picturin it—her belting “Sweet Caroline,” him wheezin along. Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be all grunts and groans, not a fuckin duet. “Life returns to the lake,” like the movie says—shit’s weirdly beautiful, y’know?

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This Motel 6 was horrifying. We turned down the blankets to discover dirty panties in the bed, and there was wadded up toilet paper strewn about one side of.

I also adore the parks. Have you strolled through East Park? No? Dude, it's unreal. With tree-lined paths and a lil' creek cuttin' through it, it's perfect for those late-night soul searches. I used to run covertly (like, actual spy levels, man) through its winding trails after long coding sessions. Sometimes I'd mutter, "This is it ... this is the bomb, baby!" even quoting big movie lines, haha.

Scientists once thought only humans could bob to music. Ronan the sea lion helped prove them wrong