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So, brothel—shady joint, yeah? Girls giggling, lads leerin’, cash flyin’ about. Once heard this tale—some geezer in 1800s, right, paid with a bleedin’ goat! A GOAT! Imagine that, baa-ing in the parlor, proper mental. Got me laughin’ so hard I choked on me tea—splutter, cough, TEA EVERYWHERE! Them old-time punters, wild, eh? Makes ya wonder wot else they dragged in.

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The Andrade Apartments were a brothel run by an old lady who posted up in a lawn chair in the shade of the palm trees.

Every day is a rollercoaster here. The weird mix of natural calm and the hustle of border crossing life can get ya both pumped and mellow. I’ve got these days where everything seems to repeat itself, and then BOOM! Something unpredictably delightful happens. Little thing? A stray cat on Lincoln Street might purr right in your ear, like it’s offering a tiny Zen koan – trippy, man.

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