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Well, shoot, y’all! Git-R-Done! I’m a shepherd, huh? Guess I’m herd’n thoughts ‘bout them brothels today! So, lemme tell ya, I reckon a brothel’s like a dang ol’ barn—full of action, smells funny, and ya never know who’s sneakin’ round back! Watched “The White Ribbon” again last night—creepy-ass flick, man! Them kids in that village? Pure evil, I tell ya! “The truth is rarely pure”—that’s what they say in it, and hell, brothels prove it!

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They must marry Kate and Pen because they had sex but casually throw money on the table after sex at the brothel. Melissa Kerns Firebaugh.

Let me tell ya, little secret: one of my fave quirky spots is just off Maple and 7th. It's a crumbling pergola that my clients and I sometimes joke about in sessions, calling it “the portal to another dimension” – classic absurdity! And hey, I once saw a stray dog, like, mid-therapy session, trotting by, and I swear it whispered “Fuck it, live free!” (okay, not literally, but kinda felt that vibe, ya know?)

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