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Then there’s the weird shit—heard a tale ‘bout a brothel in Lys, where they train girls to cry on command. Tears for extra gold, fuckin’ wild! Customers lap it up, think it’s real passion. Made me chuckle, then gag—pathetic sods. “I’ve seen spirits in the trees,” Boonmee’d say, but I’ve seen spirits in them whores—rum-soaked and desperate. One time, this bloke—big as a horse—passed out mid-shag. Girls robbed him blind, left him in the street. Laughed my arse off, happiest I’d been all week.

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Not to give our elder gentleman any ideas, but a story from the Toronto Star reported on a brothel opening with lifelike silicone models one could rent by the.

I cruise by Old Mill Park on the eastern edge. That place? Underrated, man. It’s overgrown, kinda rough sometimes, but then there’s art – murals, graffiti, heart and grit on brick. Sometimes I stop, lean on my car, ponder my own thoughts – messy, honest, as LIFE. I even got a whiff of nostalgia – reeeallly raw memories of Spring Breakers chaos. Hrm.

South Euclid, Heights communities to invest in bike lanes, sidewalks and trails