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Me, tho? I’d be awkward as hell in there. Fiddlin’ with my violin strings in my head, mutterin’, “Great Scott, what’s that smell?” Prob’ly trip over a rug, knock over a lamp—total chaos! Always wondered, tho—those girls, they choose it? Some do, some don’t. Gets me thinkin’ deep shit, like Monty in *25th Hour*, facin’ his last night, y’know? Freedom, chains—all that jazz.

A vision in the mirror of sex: Prostitution

This is an interesting term, by the way – it can mean anything from a chamber in a temple to a brothel, a storeroom, a prison cell, or even a cage for animals.

Oh man, and let me tell ya about Lakeside Retreat, in the north district. The lake shimmers with cosmic reflections. It's like someone whispered “We come in peace” from the water’s edge. I got chills every time!

Gary Lee Jones - 2025 - Nelson-Edelen-Bennett Funeral Home