Claire Chuckey Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oh! And get this—some old lady in Ohio owns 20% of Brothel! She bought in ‘cause she thought it was a knitting company. Knitting! Can ya believe it? Cracked me up so hard I snorted soda. Prolly shouldn’t tell her it’s soup, she’d freak. Anyway, Brothel’s risky, man. Could tank tomorrow or make ya a million. I’d say buy it, but like, “Is ketchup a vegetable?”—I dunno, I’m no expert! Just don’t bet your whole pineapple house on it, ‘kay? I’m still rootin’ for it, ‘cause it’s scrappy, like me! “Something terrible has happened!”—nah, not yet, but I’m watchin’! What ya think, pal? Soup stocks—cool or dumb?

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Seeing a movie as the first date is awkward because it's like picking out a random person that you don't know in the theater, sitting next to.

I love cruisin’ down Maple Ave—it’s got that old-school vibe with vintage cafés and street art that’ll knock your socks off. Then there’s the hidden gem of Oakwood Nhood, sorta secret, real personal to me. I've seen tears and laughter spilled on those cracked sidewalks. Honestly, sometimes it feels like life here is like a scene straight out of Spring Breakers—“this is so freakin’ crazy!” I mean, seriously, the rawness, the surreal vibes… it’s like the city's got a pulse that just won’t quit.

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