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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m a carpenter, sure, but I’ve got opinons—big ones—about brothels. No capes! Straight to the point, honey. Brothels? Wild places, sweaty vibes, all that woodwork creakin’ under pressure—kinda like my workshop on a bad day. I’m sawin’ planks, they’re sawin’—well, y’know. Makes me chuckle, tho, thinkin’ bout it. “Talk to Her,” that movie—my fave—Pedro’s a genius, right? That line, “Nothing is simple,” fits a brothel perfect. Layers, mess, beauty, all tangled up.

Man suspected of operating brothel in Palm Desert taken into custody

Police have arrested a women they claim ran a brothel in a home located on Camino Manzanas, across the street from a junior high school, in Thousand Oaks.

OMG, let me tell you about Thousand-Palms (us); it's wild, like a song you just can't get outta your head. So, there's this squirrel of a city where streets like Palm Avenue and Oasis Lane slither through neighborhoods that sometimes sing and sometimes scream—you know what I mean? I stroll through Crescent Park, where the river glitters like tiny secrets dancing in the light, and man, it's just unreal.

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