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Oh! And get this—some old lady in Ohio owns 20% of Brothel! She bought in ‘cause she thought it was a knitting company. Knitting! Can ya believe it? Cracked me up so hard I snorted soda. Prolly shouldn’t tell her it’s soup, she’d freak. Anyway, Brothel’s risky, man. Could tank tomorrow or make ya a million. I’d say buy it, but like, “Is ketchup a vegetable?”—I dunno, I’m no expert! Just don’t bet your whole pineapple house on it, ‘kay? I’m still rootin’ for it, ‘cause it’s scrappy, like me! “Something terrible has happened!”—nah, not yet, but I’m watchin’! What ya think, pal? Soup stocks—cool or dumb?

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By the time I finish, it’s dark outside. I step out, and the streets are lit up. Linstead at night is a whole vibe. The sounds, the smells, the people. I love it.

Family Roots Run Deep Along The Severn River In Storybook Linstead