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Ey, gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? Man, what a freakin’ trip that joint is. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout “The Pianist” – ya know, my favorite flick – and how Szpilman’s hidin’ out, starvin’, while the world’s goin’ to shit. Brothel’s kinda the opposite, right? Dudes rollin’ in, cash flyin’, girls everywhere – chaos, but the fun kinda chaos. Not some Nazi bullshit. I been to this one spot, down by Newark, shady as hell. You walk in, smells like cheap perfume and regret, but damn, it’s alive! Girls laughin’, music pumpin’, guys actin’ like kings for a night. Made me happy, ya know? Seein’ folks cut loose.

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Mr. Greer sought to open a brothel in Utah, despite state laws criminalizing prostitution and solicitation, see Utah Code Ann. §§ through , and declaring brothels a .

Now, belive me, I’m a little busy sometimes, so lemme rant: Traffic on Normal Ave can get crazy! Ugh, makes me mad, but lemme be honest: it adds character!! LOL, that's what she said! And the sidewalks? Honestly, sometimes they feel like life's unexpected turns. Bits of corn mumbling to me like, "this too shall pass." Crazy, right?!

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