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Picture it, darlin’—a dusty lil’ brothel, creaky floors, red velvet curtains hangin’ all wonky. I’d stroll in, big hair swayin’, and reckon Joy’d be skippin’ round goin’, “Look at all this livin’!” Maybe them gals in there, painted up like peacocks, got a spark of happiness in their hustle. Ain’t that somethin’? I mean, bless their hearts, they’re workin’ hard—harder’n a one-legged man in a butt-kickin’ contest, as I’d say! Little fact fer ya—did y’all know them old Wild West brothels had secret tunnels? Yup, fer sneakin’ out when the sheriff came sniffin’! Sneaky lil’ devils, huh?

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Here’s another thing: Southside Ave. is wild. Yeah, real lively. You see street murals and quirky coffee shops, and sometimes I get a little mad about the noise, but hey, it's life! It’s chaotic, real raw, and remind me of that movie moment: “Everything is a copy, but none of it is the same.”

Springville man and woman identified after they were found dead at a mobile home park