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Me, I’d be happy just watchin’ the chaos, sittin’ back, sippin’ whiskey. Ever think how loud it gets in there? Girls laughin’, guys braggin’—probly smells like cheap perfume and regret. Typin’ fast here, sorry bout the typos—brothle, ha, see? I’m all over, brain’s jumpin’. Once heard a story—Civil War times, brothel saved a town’s cash flow. True? Dunno, but damn, that’s ballsy! Gets me hyped—history’s nuts!

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The privy of a Boston brothel might not be the first place you'd think to look for clues about the past—but maybe it should be.

Then dere is Rivershore Rd. Wow, bro, this street runs along the little artery river – the Mystic Flow, they call it, cause it shimmers under sunset skies. Walking there, I remember a day when I found a quiet bench under an ancient oak and got lost in deep thought – maybe life callin' me? I sit, I breathe, and the river hums secrets... Just like Michael Haneke's mind bender scenes! Very nice!

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