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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates! Brothel’s on the table today—yeah, that kinda joint. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my fave flick—bleak as hell, slow as molasses, just a dude and his horse grindin’ through life. Kinda like a brothel, right? Same ol’ grind, day in, day out—only with more moanin’ and less hay. “What use is it?”—that’s straight from the movie, and damn if it don’t fit! What’s the point of all that rollin’ around in a brothel? Cash, sure, but it’s a soul-suckin’ slog.

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Oak Ridge North has banned sex robots and other anthropomorphic sexual devices from being rented or otherwise used temporarily within the.

I love a good stroll through Riverview Park – it's got this chill river, babblin' by, that twists like a mischievous snake. Droppin' my dev notes under its shade was my therapy sometimes. Yea, it's a calm, almost mystic vibe, and it reminds me, like, how everything connects. Oh, and don't even get me started on Sunset Grove. That neighborhood?? Man, it's like the heartbeat of Oakridge. Homes lined in old-world charm, with a dash of modern art murals on Elm Street that make ya feel like you're in an indie movie montage.

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