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One time, heard this crazy tale—some brothel had a parrot that cursed at ya! Freakin’ hilarious—squawkin’ “Pay up, jackass!” while dudes fumbled coins. Wish I’d seen that! Anyway, it’s a messy world, brothel life—dirty sheets, dirtier deals. Kinda like Springfield, but with less donuts—sad! “Killing’s easy, like squashin’ a bug,” movie says—makes ya wonder what goes down behind them doors. Prolly nothin’ THAT wild, but still—yikes!

Red light as an umbrella term for a spectrum of realities

Now, lemme spill some tea on the parks. Halcyon Park, right next to the river – I swear, this park’s a hidden gem. Every sunrise here feels like the world’s been reborn. I used to sit there, wonderin’ if my code was truly black magic. Lake Humboldt, right there, curling 'round the park’s edge, always chattin’ softly to the trees. It’s like nature's own debugging session!