Emma Cullowhee Brothel ❤️❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong—brothels ain’t all fun an’ games. Some’re dark as a kraken’s belly. Saw a mate o’ mine, ol’ Gibbs, lose his boots an’ dignity in one. “What happened?” I says. “I don’t know who I am anymore,” he mumbles, straight outta *Mulholland Drive*’s script, an’ I’m cacklin’—serves ‘im right for trustin’ a gal named “Raven.” Pissed me off, though, seein’ ‘im so glum. Brothels can chew ye up, spit ye out, an’ charge ye fer the pleasure. Hate that sneaky rot—makes me wanna burn the place down, savvy?

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He has received fellowships from the UCross Foundation and Williams College. With his wife and son, he divides his time between Dublin, New York, Cullowhee .

Hmmm, landmarks, share I will. Big ol’ landmark: the town hall on Cedar St. and that tiny coffee joint, Brew & Buzz. Y'know, there jokes among us: "Do or do not, there is no try" o' coffee – slurred it sounds like from olives. Oh, how it makes me grin, laughing with friends.

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