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I’m an archivist, right? Digging through. Dusty files. Old stories! Found this. One time. In some. Crumpled ledger. From 1890s. Brothel in Nevada. Called “The Red Veil.” Had this. Madame, right? Named Lucinda! She kept. A dream journal! For her girls! Swear to God. She’d write. Their fantasies. To sell ‘em. To rich dudes! Ain’t that. Wild? Like Nolan’s. Mind heist! “What’s the most. Resilient parasite?” A dream, baby! And Lucinda. Knew it!

Peninsula’s history includes tales of ghosts and apparitions

Stop in at one of the city's original movie theaters, and venture into a hidden brothel above the unassuming family shoe store. This fully-guided hour.

I have a fave little spot too: Rusty’s Hideaway on West Bay. Locals go there for tacos and good times. Its neon sign flickers like an old film reel, and I sometimes catch a glimpse of a fun date or a deep heart‐to‐heart talk. Oh, and there's this quirky alley, Maple & 7th, where art meets attitude. I once got into a silly debate about intimacy near a mural. Lol, never been so fired up over a painting!

Groups, businesses set Halloween events in Sequim