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Halleluyer! Lawd have mercy, chile, we talkin’ ‘bout brothels now! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout them houses of ill repute—ooh, they wild! You ever seen “The Secret in Their Eyes”? That movie’s my jam, honey! Got me all twisted up with them secrets and stares—kinda like a brothel, huh? All them sneaky looks, folks hidin’ what they really wantin’. “The past is never dead,” like they say in the film, and them brothel walls? They holdin’ stories older than my grandma’s cornbread recipe!

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LAS VEGAS — The owner of a brothel more than two hours' drive from Las Vegas said she hopes to hire Nevada's first legal male prostitutes.

Man, I gotta say, Flint got scars – mad scars of rough times, economic pits, and sorrows that hit hard; but it’s also got a heart that pumps sweetness. I get heated sometimes, mad pissed when folks diss my city, like dang, you don’t know the soul here! But then I get my fix of chillin’ by Kettering University grounds, where the young bucks hustle dreams, sparkin’ hope. Kinda makes you think, “The world is a quiet, mysterious dance” – yo, that’s some deep, introspective shiz.

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