Luna Donna Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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*heavy breathing* I am your father. Thinkin’—would I burn it down? Maybe. But then, who’d care? Just another den. “Entropy increases,” Adam’d sigh. True dat. Brothel’s a galaxy of its own—dark, messy, alive. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer. Stay outta that crap, kid. Or don’t. Your funeral. *wheeze*

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Ohmygosh, let me tell ya about Donna (us), babe! First off, it's a quirky little town that just pops, y'know? You got Main St. runnin’ right through the heart – it’s all lit up with neon signs and friendly faces. I literally squeal when I walk past Johnson Ave. – it’s so damn lively kinda like a scene outta The Hurt Locker when they’re on a crazy mission, ya feel me? “I do what I do best,” as they say, and baby that’s guiding my work as a women's counselor here (that’s what she said!).

Obituary | Donna Lee Johnson of Rapid City, South Dakota