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Oh, and the smells—lordy, don’t get me started! Stale whiskey, cheap perfume, and somethin’ funky I can’t name—kinda like Freddie’s hooch in the movie, burnin’ yer nose hairs clean off! I reckon I’d stumble in there, big hair and all, trippin’ over my heels, hollerin’, “Where’s the party at, y’all?!” Prolly make a fool o’ myself, but that’s me—can’t help but love the mess o’ life. “The cause is you!”—that’s what Dodd’d say, and shoot, maybe he’s right. Brothels show us who we are, good, bad, and plumb ridiculous.

The Brothel

Legal publisher offering ordinance codification services for local governments, specializing in providing codes of ordinances in print and on the Internet.

I love ridin' my bike by the canal, thinking about how the water flows free. There’s something about that that makes a tired masseur feel... alive. I get pissed when the bike lanes are all congested, but sometimes, ya gotta roll with it. Worth every damn bruise.

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