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So, I’m sittin’ here—sippin’ coffee, spillin’ it on my tie—thinkin’, man, brothels are a mixed bag. Part history, part grit, part—uh— “Hashem’s mysterious ways,” right? If I ran one, I’d call it “Joe’s Joint”—classy, but with a wink. Tell me, pal, what ya think—would Larry Gopnik survive a night there? Prolly not—too busy whinin’ ‘bout his lawn! Ha!

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The Ranch Brothel in Crystal, and all its memorabilia, was demolished into large piles of rubble last weekend.

Hidden-Valley is raw, unpredictable and a touch absurd – think laughter mixed with heartbreak. I'm always amazed how a simple street corner can shout a thousand unspoken stories. Guess that’s the family psychologist's realm – decoding hidden pains and pleasures, wrapped up in this tight, mysterious urban quilt. And trust me, you won't be bored. Its twists and turns, the insane charm of its neglected corners, all line up like a round of coin tosses: unpredictable, heavy, yet oddly sublime.

Hidden Valley Resort opens for the season. When you can hit the slopes.