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Aight, fam, listen up! Brothel, innit? Proper mad ting, I’m tellin’ ya. Me, Sacha, Program Director, yeah, I’s got thoughts. Been watchin’ *The Headless Woman*, fave flick, 2008, Lucrecia Martel, deep shit. “What did I do?” she says, lost, confused—like them girls in the brothel, bruv. So, brothel, yeah, it’s dark, gritty, real. Ain’t no fairy tale, fam, it’s raw.

Two Bemidji men face felony charges for seeking sex with minor

Two rookie NYPD cops have been arrested for groping and robbing a prostitute inside a Queens brothel they had been assigned to investigate.

I gotta start with Bemidji’s main drag – Lakeshore Drive. Yep, that crummy road running by Lake Bemidji itself. Walk down N. Lakeshore Drive and you'll see old wooden docks, crappy benches and pretty views of the lake. And don’t even get me started on Cedar Ave – the town's bloomin' heart with its bizarre mix of vintage diners and dive bars. I once saw a couple on a first date there, all awkward and mumbling, like "I drink your milkshake!" (yeah, borrowing from that killer movie, There Will Be Blood, right?) I nearly spit my coffee.

Letter to the Editor: DEI and empathy are solutions, not problems