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Oi, precious! Me, a carpenter, yeah? We swears! Brothel’s a mad place, innit? All creaky wood, sweaty sheets. Built a bedframe once—sturdy, for bouncin’! “Let the Right One In,” my flick, fits here. Dark, sneaky vibes—brothel’s got that! “Who are you?” I’d whisper, like Oskar. Them girls, slippin’ in shadows, precious.

LOCAL EATS

Aug 5,  · From it’s early beginnings in the s as a horse stop on the way to Arcadia, to the turn-of-the-century Manistee Brewery Co., to a lively brothel in the ‘30s, the Blue Slipper in .

And lemme say, all these tiny quirks? They mix up like a cocktail of passion and pride. I once got so mad at a rude remark from a passerby on Lake Michigan road—shouted “SHARON!” like Ozzy himself, then burst out laughing at the absurdity. Haha, wild times, mate.

Brownfield request submitted for Manistee's Gateway project