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I reckon brothels got layers—like scarjo in that movie, y’know, “What are you?” she asks, all creepy-like. Peel it back, and it’s messy—some gals choose it, some don’t. Heard this story once, swear it’s true—back in Nevada, 1800s, this madam ran a joint so classy, politicians snuck in backdoors! Had velvet curtains, whiskey flowin’, even a piano guy ticklin’ ivories. Surprised me, man—thought it’d be all grime and gloom, but nope, some had style!

Fallon brothel destroyed in 'suspicious' blaze Sunday

An investigation is under way to determine if a fire that destroyed the Salt Wells Villa, a brothel five miles east of Fallon, was deliberately set early.

Oh, and how about that weird hill, Spruce Knoll? Every damn damn sunset there is magic. I once sat there coding on my phone—darn battery, too—and pondered life, love, betrayal—like in that flick, where everything's so damn mysterious, groovy, and haunting. Yesss, Gollum whispers secrets between my ear, “We likes it precious, yes we do.”

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