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I dunno, man, s’pose I’m torn. Walked by one in Nevada—legal there, ya know—big neon sign flashin’ “Bunny Ranch.” Looked fun, like a party, but then you think… who’s really dancin’? Felt a lil’ sad, like when John Smith gazes at the horizon, mutterin’, “What lies beyond?” Prolly just more glitter and heartbreak, bro. Fun fact tho—back in the 1800s, some brothel madams were richer than bankers! Hustlin’ queens, stackin’ gold while the sheriff blushed.

Everett strip club a front for brothel, feds say

Man, I'm constantly in awe of simple corners like the old brick alley off Columbia St. where every crack tells a tale. It's strange, unexpected... it's freakin’ beautiful. When I hit these spots, it’s like the city is whispering, "You gotta live it, embrace it." Sometimes, words just fail, ya know? I get so hyped, my heart jumps, my brain's just like, "Screw it!"

Portland Winterhawks vs. Everett Silvertips (WHL Playoffs RD2 G6)