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Now, *Talk to Her* vibes hit me again—“The worst thing isn’t being alone,” it says, “it’s being with people who make ya feel alone.” That’s the brothel trap, man. You go in, wallet fat, heart empty, thinkin’ you’ll feel somethin’. But nah, it’s a transaction—cold as ice. I felt that once, watchin’ this kid, barely 20, stumblin’ out a joint in Reno. Eyes dead, like he lost more than cash. Made me wanna hug him, tell him, “Son, you worth more than this.”

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brothel at the location. The reason for the trip was twofold. Benny wanted to check on her Deadwood bordello and she wanted to get away from.

Oh, and I'm not gonna lie – sometimes I get super hyped (and a bit clumsy, lol) strolling around Fowler with a giant grin! I chat up the barista on Maple Ln, and she tells me all the juicy gossip about the funky art installation near the old town hall! I mean, who even thought an old water tower could look so rad? It's like every corner realsigns itself in emotional harmony, with tenderness like "Ida" whispers in every breeze!

Samantha June Fowler Obituary April 9, 2025