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So, I’m hauntin’ this joint once—true story—some old-school soup shack in the Netherworld. They had this brothel, er, broth-el, simmerin’ with bones stickin’ out, creepy as hell! Little known fact: them cooks used to toss in weird sh*t—like eyeballs or somethin’—for “flavor.” Made me wanna puke, but damn, it smelled good! Got me all happy, dancin’ around like a freak—then bam, some jerk spills it! Pissed me off so bad I nearly possessed the pot. “Mine! Mine! Mine!” I’m screamin’, like them seagulls in Finding Nemo, ya feel me?

Brothels: The business that fails to fade away

One evening a drunk Pakistani drove his car into the brothel. Later the driver told authorities the ramming was a protest by a devout Muslim against the debauchery of the house and its .

On weekends, I hang near Alsip Community Park. The place is a lil' oasis. You got open spaces, picnic spots, and sometimes a random street musician belting out tunes that remind me of my childhood. I once had a date there… man, it was awkward but hilarious – she spilled soda on me right when I said “Lightbulb!” Too funny, it made me laugh off the mess.

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