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Alright, listen up, pal! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here spillin’ the tea on brothels like a goddamn watchmaker fixin’ time itself! Picture this: dusty roads, neon lights flickerin’, a joint straight outta “Mad Max: Fury Road”—my fave flick, George Miller’s 2015 masterpiece! Brothels, man, they’re wild, chaotic—like Furiosa haulin’ ass through the Wasteland, screamin’, “What a day, what a lovely day!” Ya feel me?

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Who owns our bodies? I think, we do. Therefore, once we're, say, 18, we ought to have the right to rent our bodies to someone else.

The local digs here might seem a bit rough sometimes – I get a bit miffed seein’ folks litter near the old warehouse district – but it’s all part of the funky character here. Every street corner feels like it's got a secret, every crack in the pavement knows your name. I always say, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” as a quirky nod to life's unexpected celebrations.

Minot scrambles to restore funds to bill