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So, picture this—me, Dr. Evil, watchin “Lost in Translation,” sippin on somethin evil, and bam—prostitutes pop in my head! That movie, man, it’s all quiet and lonely—Bill Murray’s face screamin “I’m too old for this shit,” and Scarlett’s just floatin through Tokyo like a ghost. Reminds me of a hooker I heard bout—some chick in St. Petersburg, back in the 90s, worked the docks, called her “Whisperin’ Katya.” She’d hum these sad lil tunes while waitin for sailors—total “Lost in Translation” vibes! Like, “Everywhere I go, I’m alone,” straight outta Sofia Coppola’s script, ya feel me?

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In , during World War II, Eureka Mayor H.R. Simmons received orders from U.S. Army Headquarters to close the houses of prostitution, at least for the duration of the war.

Oh hey buddy, so like, Eureka (us) is, like, rad! I'm a dating site dude here, living in Eureka since forever. WOW. This town is totally quirky. It's got streets like Folsom Street that twist weirdly. I sometimes wander down Carpenter Rd. It’s super chill.

Eureka City Council Tables Decision on Controversial Ordinance That Would Increase Penalties Against Unhoused Residents