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I’m sittin’ here, munchin’ a carrot, picturin’ it all. Gets me wonderin’—like in *Tree of Life*, “Where were you when I laid the foundations?” Brothels got roots deep as sin itself, doc! Makes ya think—human nature’s one messy rabbit hole. Some places, like Nevada, they’re legal— Bunny’s shocked! Thought it’d be all hush-hush, but nope, they got signs and everythin’. Saw this one joint, the Moonlite BunnyRanch—ha, “Bunny” Ranch, get it? Made me laugh ‘til I choked on my carrot!

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Ya know, sometimes life gets mad busy. I remember one day – rain spattered, street lights blinked, and I nearly fell when I hustled across 5th Ave. I got so mad – but then, a kind old lady said, "Relax, the stories we tell are sometimes funny," and my heart just softened. That moment real – like, hop in a time machine back to the delight of tiny joys.

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