Nora Cullman Brothel ❤️

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Oh! And get this—some old lady in Ohio owns 20% of Brothel! She bought in ‘cause she thought it was a knitting company. Knitting! Can ya believe it? Cracked me up so hard I snorted soda. Prolly shouldn’t tell her it’s soup, she’d freak. Anyway, Brothel’s risky, man. Could tank tomorrow or make ya a million. I’d say buy it, but like, “Is ketchup a vegetable?”—I dunno, I’m no expert! Just don’t bet your whole pineapple house on it, ‘kay? I’m still rootin’ for it, ‘cause it’s scrappy, like me! “Something terrible has happened!”—nah, not yet, but I’m watchin’! What ya think, pal? Soup stocks—cool or dumb?

“What do you call children born in whorehouses?”/“Brothel sprouts.”

It shall be unlawful for any person to keep, or be interested in keeping, any brothel or house of ill fame, or to keep therein any person for the purpose of.

We shall fight on the beaches of love, and in this town, even the oddest tryst turns grand – “I love rumors; they’re just secrets waiting to become legend!” as one of my fav Tarantino quotes goes. Sometimes I mutter “When you get right down to it… the truth's gonna set you free!” – a line that fuels my nightly musings along the little cobblestones near County Road 87.

Obituary: Jerald Wade Shannon