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Ooh, here’s a weird one—some brothel had a parrot that cursed at folks. Freakin’ hilarious! Bird squawkin’, “Get lost, ya shiny bastard!”—straight outta Fury Road energy. I’d die laughin’, swear. Makes me wanna visit, just for the chaos. Personal quirk? I’d prolly ask for a donut menu—D’oh!—and they’d kick me out. “Mmm… donuts,” I’d mumble, stumblin’ back to the car.

2. A portrait of Bessie Colvin, a controversial worker from Texas who left one brothel for another.

I am not paying to live next to a brothel!! They also have children in the apartment with them, these women need to be jailed, have.

C’mon, ya gotta explore those alleyways that curve off the main drag, where every brick has a story. Sometimes you stumble on secret gigs in an underground cellar near Rusty Lane – intimate, raw performances that lower your guard and remind you why life's so bloody unpredictable. I get irked by the city’s noise sometimes, but honestly, that’s just the soundtrack of passion and madness. Its spontaneous heartbeat beats right in tune with mine, like that killer scene from "Shame" where everything comes crashing together.

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