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Lemme tell ya, I been to one—yeah, yeah, don’t judge, ya prick! Down in AC, not far from the boardwalk. Place was a dump, but classy dump, ya dig? Velvet curtains, sticky floors—fuckin’ sticky floors, made me mad as hell! Who’s spillin’ shit in a brothel? Amateurs, that’s who! But the girls? Oh, madonn’, they’re pros. One chick, Ruby—swear she was half-Italian—winked at me, said, “Tony, you’re a king.” Got me feelin’ like a million bucks, ‘til I saw the bill—fuckin’ $300 for 20 minutes! Highway robbery, but I ain’t complainin’, she earned it.

DEDICATION.

Personal favorite? That old hidden dive on Rusty Road. No map there, but a delightful mess of vintage vinyl and warm smiles. You wouldn’t find it in tourist books! We swears, all the real magic hides in messy corners. I almost forgot – there’s a quirky mural near Dandelion Square; it glows like a thousand suns. I seen it when I was feelin’ lost – it fixed my mood like a magic spark!

South Lenoir wins East Central 2A title with 3-1 win over North Lenoir