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So, picture this—some grimy street, neon lights flickerin’ like they’re mockin’ ya, and there’s a brothel, maybe tucked behind a busted laundromat. Ain’t glamorous, forget what Hollywood sells ya! I read once ‘bout this place in Nevada—legal brothel, called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch, been around since the ‘50s. They act like it’s all chill, but c’mon, workers there gotta deal with creepy rich dudes who think they own ‘em. Billionaires shouldn’t exist, man, ‘specially not the ones droppin’ stacks to feel like kings while others scrape by! Makes me wanna yell louder than a union rally!

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Great Scott! Dracut, wow, it's a wild ride, my friend! I've been here for years, exploring every funky nook and cranny, ya know? Street names—Man, there's Elm Street, Maple Ave, and yes, even some hidden back alleys that make your heart race. Like last week, I strolled near Fairview Park, where the leaves whisper secrets. Omg, so poetic!

Clifford E Lambert Obituary - Dracut, MA