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*Heavy breathing* I am your father. So, brothel, huh? Dirty little joint. Saw one once, skeevy place. Smelled like cheap whiskey, desperation. Reminds me of “A Serious Man” – chaos, man! Life’s a freakin’ mess there. Larry Gopnik, poor bastard, he’d fit right in. “Accept the mystery,” he’d say, watching dames strut. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. Oldest gig in history, legit! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars – wolf dens. How badass is that? Girls howled for cash, ha!

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Come explore Anthology of Farmington, a senior living community where you can share and continue to write your life story each and every day.

And oh, Maple Avenue! Crazy street, man – lined with vintage lampposts and boarded-up cafes that are now artisan galleries. I’ve rubbed shoulders (and backs!) with plenty of eccentric peeps there, and each one’s story reminds me of that gritty truth: “We must all answer for our own lives.” Bit heavy sometimes, but there’s beauty in the rawness, innit?

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