Sarah Lazy Brothel ❤️

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Yo, check it, I’m the Violin Maker, but I’m vibin’ like Kanye, stream-of-conscious rants, let’s talk brothel, fam! Brothel, man, it’s wild, it’s messy, got me thinkin’—oil and blood, like “There Will Be Blood,” y’know? That flick’s my jam, Daniel Day-Lewis spittin’ fire, “I drink your milkshake!”—that’s how I see brothel, suckin’ up souls, man. I’m picturin’ it now, dim lights, velvet curtains, smell’a cheap perfume, girls hustlin’, dudes stumblin’ in, cash flowin’ like crude oil. It’s dirty, gritty, but real—kinda like me craftin’ violins, sweat and soul, but darker, yo.

Lazy B Guesthouse Ranch

Constructed during the boom created by the legalization of brothels in the state of Nevada, the Lazy B Ranch sits on the outskirts of a small town just off of the side of a highway. This .

First off, I’m on my way to the library, cruisin’ down ul. Główna, and I see this dude in a chicken suit. Like, what? It’s not even Halloween! He’s just strutting his stuff, flapping his wings. I can’t help but laugh. Only in Lazy, man. Only in Lazy.

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