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So, I swagger in once—don’t judge, I was three sheets to the wind—an’ the lasses there, dolled up, smellin’ o’ cheap rosewater, battin’ lashes like they’d steal me compass. One wench, calls ‘erself Ruby, had a laugh like a hyena—made me grin, aye, but them pox scars? Nearly keeled over! Little known fact, savvy? Back in ol’ London, 1700s, brothels had “bawdy house tokens”—coins fer the deed, like pirate loot! How’s that fer clever?

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Ron Petersen they restored the old gold rush Chinese brothel, so I guess thet qualifies Knotty Pine Lanes · Pollock Pines, California.

Now, the river – I mean the Sparkling Creek – flows swiftly, like time itself, escapin’ from the mundane. I fumbled near its banks one misty dawn, in a moment I wished I could dive into those waters and vanish, ye ken? Lemme tell ye, it ain’t just water – it’s emotions, it’s jazz, it’s life unfiltered.

Ongoing Repairs to U.S. Highway 50 Corridor in El Dorado County