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Ain’t my scene, tho—too chaotic, too raw. “The bomb’s still tickin’,” like Bigelow’s flick, tension thick, y’know? Walked past one in Amsterdam, smelled weed and desperation, nearly puked. Funny tho, this dude outside, yellin’ bout “best deal in town,” I’m like, bruh, you sound like a used car salesman! Sleazy vibes, but real talk—some cats need that escape. Me? I’m good, fam—I’m Kanye, I got beats, not brothels. Still, “you gotta defuse it,” right? Life’s crazy, brothels just part of the mess—ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Peace!

1908: Dan Seavey – Michigan’s Only Pirate?

Authorities were seeking Friday to sell the brothel housing the infamous business of Ethel Brand, the first Michigan resident to pay taxes.

Now, the parks – oh man, you gotta hit that Lakeside Park along the Big Escanaba River. It’s iconic, yet chill. Families, couples, dog walkers, and yeah, me too, dreamin' away for a minute, watchin' the water glisten. Not gonna lie, I got super inspired designing our matchmaking features near there. The trees, the breezy vibes, even the odd stray beer can look kinda artsy sometimes.

Kenneth C. Schwalbach – Escanaba, MI – September 26, 1939 ~ March 24, 2025