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Insurance angle? Don’t get me started. Brothels are a damn nightmare—fire hazards, drunk idiots, fights. One sparks up in Deadwood, 1870s, burned half the town. Owner didn’t have coverage—moron. I’d charge triple for a joint like that. “You’re a physical being,” I’d tell ‘em, quotin’ Freddie, “and I’ll insure your dumb ass—for a price.” Cash upfront, no exceptions.

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Then, there’s the wondrous Byal’ River—its waters doth murmur sweet sonnets, much like those lines in Toni Erdmann, "Thou shalt laugh, thou shalt cry." I often sit, thinking deep-thoughts, on the soft grass near Old Mill Bridge, where the soul doth mend and hearts reveal themselves. Honestly, man, it's like soul therapy in nature!

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