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Me, I’m torn—part of me’s like, “Live ya life, get that bread!” Other part’s screamin’, “This ain’t right, fam!” Probs why I love WALL-E—dude’s all heart, no bullshit. Brothel’s a grind, tho—girls workin’ nonstop, clients actin’ wild. One time, heard some dude tried payin’ with a goat. A GOAT! I’m screamin’—what is this, medieval Craigslist?

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Step into the world of Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec's "In the Salon ()", where the artist captures a brothel scene with a modernist eye.

Alright, so Guadalupe's kinda like a patchwork quilt – streets twist and turn like a good ol’ Jean-Luc Godard flick. “Goodbye to Language,” remember that? Sometimes it feels like the words melt right away. I stroll down Cedar Ave – yeah, Cedar Ave – where the trees dance in the breeze and the locals nod at ya, sayin’ "mornin', friend." It sorta reminds me of that movie’s odd vibe, ya know? Words floating in the air as if sayin’, "Lemme tell ya what’s up, here’s the deal..."

12-year-old boy dies from accidental drowning in Guadalupe River, ME’s office says