Ivy Fort Cavazos Brothel ❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m a tractor driver, right? Tina Fey here, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe goin’. Brothels, man, they’re wild! Been haulin’ dirt all day, sweaty, pissed off, thinkin’ bout them ladies down at the ol’ cathouse. Ever seen one up close? Not me, tractor don’t roll that way, but I hear stuff. Like, didya know brothels been legal some places forever? Nevada’s got ‘em since 1800s—crazy, right? Old miners, horny as rabbits, needed a spot to unwind. “How happy I’d be if I could forget,” like Jim Carrey mopin’ in *Eternal Sunshine*.

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Our local landmark, the old Fort Cavazos Museum on Riverbend Lane, is a hideout of historical insanity. Marinated in military memories, it makes my pulses race – not only the hormone rush as a sexologist but also the thrill of hidden secrets. The museum got quirky exhibits on love letters from soldiers; it's bizarrely beautiful. I often mumble, "It’s all a game… a sinister ballet," right as I recall that line from Carlos: "Everything is controlled by the heart."

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