Vanessa Pingree Grove Brothel ❤️

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Picture this: brothel’s got this freaky glow, bioluminescence or some shit—happy little lights in the ocean’s armpit! Makes me smile, thinkin’ how it’s down there, partyin’ solo in the abyss. I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish are my jam, and brothel’s like that oddball cousin nobody talks bout. Fun fact: they found one off Japan in ‘98, tangled in some fisherman’s net—guy thought it was an alien! Swear to God, I’d’ve lost my mind seein’ that floppy weirdo floppin’ on deck.

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Ohhh c'mon, buddy, you're in for a wild ride in Pingree-Grove (us)! It's showtime! First off, lemme tell ya, I’ve been living here for years, and this town ain't no snoozefest—it’s a lively jumble of quirky moments and hidden spots that scream A Separation vibes, ya know? Grove’s streets? Groovy AF. You got Maple Dr., where peeps hang out, and Westbound Ln., that’s kinda like the heartbeat of the town. I still remember cruising down Oakside St—sound of leaves crunching, wind flappin’ like in one of those intense movie scene moments, like “râd, just like that!”

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