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Alright, y’all, let’s talk brothels! Picture this—me, Dr. Phil, sittin’ in my ol’ Southern rocker, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout them houses of ill repute. Now, I ain’t judgin’, but I’m wonderin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Ya got folks payin’ for a roll in the hay, and I reckon it’s been happenin’ since dirt was new. Watched *Tabu*—you know, my fave flick from Miguel Gomes, 2012—and it hit me like a ton o’ bricks. That line, “The past is a forbidden paradise,” fits brothels to a T. Ain’t that somethin’? History’s full o’ these joints, sneaky lil’ secrets tucked in every town.

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Srry, got a bit carried away. But truly, Sedro-Woolley isn’t just a place – it’s an experience, a vibe, a quirky chapter in a well-worn storybook. As the movie “Carol” whispers, “Everything will be just beautiful,” and I can’t help but believe it every time I wander these delightful, imperfect streets.

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