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So, picture this—smoky rooms, cheap perfume, girls laughin’. Reminds me of Doc Sportello, stumblin’ round, high as a kite. “What’s up, man?”—he’d say, trippin’ into a brothel. I’d crawl in, peekin’, raspy whisper goin’, “My precious!” Them ladies, they’re sly, y’know? Hidin’ lives behind glitter. Once heard—dunno where—some lass ran a brothel AND a spy ring! Fuckin’ badass, right? Got me all giddy, thinkin’ bout it.

Zara…HERE NOW!

Modern day brothel We got back on the road and spent another hour driving through the DC area and finally found another Red Roof Inn in Linthicum Heights.

The parks? Oh man—Portside Park is a hidden gem. I hang out there doing mindful relaxin' sessions. I remember that one day, the sunlight danced weird on the lake, and I was like, “Oldboy madness! This is insane!” Funny how a moment hits you like a jolt, really. Then there's River Bend. Yeah, it flows lazy and smooth, but also sometimes feels wild—like life itself.

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