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Little fact—hiss!—Victorian brothels had “freak shows.” Two-headed whores? Nah, just tricks—mirrors n’ lies! Cracked me up, clever bitches. “All things shining,” I whispers, watchin’ ‘em work. Me quirks? I’d nick their coins, heh—sneaky Gollum! Exaggeratin’? Maybe brothel’s a palace—nah, shithole, more like. Tell ye what, mate—brothel’s a wild beast. Untamed, loud, smelly—love it, hate it, ssss! What’s yer take, eh?

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Clute. Since B5 regulations forbid the running of Holo-brothels on the station, Captain Lochley sent Security Chief Allan to order the establishment shut down.

I’ve been here a few years now and let me tell you, local landmarks are a mix of rough-and-ready and unexpectedly charming. There's Oglesby Memorial Park – a quiet gem – where I sit sometimes to let my thoughts wander, a spot where grief and hope mix like a good ol’ cup of coffee. Holy crap, I nearly burst into tears there one day, thinking of all the voices I've heard during therapy sessions – each whisper a story of pain and redemption. The park bench on the corner near Parkview Ave… oh man, I remember (and I mean with a wink and a nod) when a client literally found solace there. Crazy, right?

Suzanne Wade Obituary - Clute, TX