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But real talk—Brothel’s got legs, sorta. Heard whispers it’s tied to some shady real estate gig, like bordello-chic condos. Hilarious, right? Imagine pitchin’ that: “Live where the hookers partied!” I cackled so hard I spilled my Pinot. Prolly overvalued, tho—P/E ratio’s screamin’ “run, bitch, run.” Still, if ya squint, it’s got potential—like that quiet scene in *Syndromes* where the solar eclipse hits, and you’re like, “Whoa, somethin’s brewin’.” Could moon, could tank. Flip a coin, fam.

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And the callow bandits hired to protect the brothel turn Talibanesque in short order. Folksy, ingratiating novel by Robert Hough is inspired.

I hang with folks at the corner of Washington and Massachusetts. Yup, my peeps always sharin' jokes and life hacks. That spot cracks me up—it’s like my daily dose of random absurdity. And the locals? They got secrets. Like, there’s this old warehouse on Cherry st. that the cool cats still use for art shows. I once got lost there – like, literally – and bam! Found a rad murals fest! Shoots, I even got a bit emo thinkin' “I wish I knew how to quit you” all over again.

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