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I reckon brothels be like the Spirit World—ye don’t know what’s real ‘til ye’re in deep. “You have to remember your name,” Chihiro’d say—well, I forgot mine after three rums and a redhead! Little fact fer ye—back in the day, some brothels had secret codes. Knock twice, whistle—bam, ye’re in. Felt like a bleedin’ pirate heist, only the loot’s a tumble.

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It's a knocking shop/brothel and serves the hookers, pimps and sad old men who pay for sex. Has to be the worst hotel experience in many years.

Now, head on over to Riverbend Park. It's this green patch next to the Bull Run River (yep, the river’s real, buddy!). I’ve spent many an afternoon here, counseling women, walking ‘round, and just watchin’ life unfold – messy, chaotic, yet beautiful. I always feel like I’m in a war zone of emotions sometimes, kinda like in that movie.

Gold Gains: A Familiar Bull Run With a New Twist