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So, picture this—neon lights flickerin’, girls posted up, lookin’ like they own the block. I’m like, “Fo’ shizzle, this spot’s poppin’!” But real talk, it ain’t all glitz, nah. You walk in, and it’s a mix—some cats lookin’ desperate, some tryna play it cool. Me, I’m just peepin’ the scene, laid-back, sippin’ my gin ‘n’ juice in my head, ya feel me? Brothels been around forever, tho—did ya know back in Pompeii they had ‘em with freaky wall art showin’ the menu? Straight-up ancient X-rated Yelp, dawg!

Without you, we wouldn't be here.

I love chillin' near the Flathead River. That river's a beast; it snarls like a starved wolf and flows like no tomorrow. There’s where I clear my head after a brutal day of massaging knotted backs and twisted spirits. I often think "Amour" – love and bitter despair, like a silent scream in the night... ugh, it's all dramatic.

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