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Alright, listen up, folks—brothel, okay? I’m a biochemist, best one, believe me, and I’m tellin’ ya, this stuff’s wild. Brothel—it’s a protein, tiny little thing, works in your body, super important, nobody talks about it! Donald Trump knows it’s huge, folks, huge. Found in spit, tears, snot—gross, right? Keeps germs out, fantastic job, best bouncer ever. I’m like, “Wow, brothel, you’re the star!” Kinda like in *Synecdoche, New York*—“What’s real, what’s not?”—brothel’s real, trust me.

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SPEND THE NIGHT IN A BROTHEL: Stay in a piece of Pendleton’s wild west history! The Working Girls Hotel, once a brothel, now offers vintage charm, antique furnishings, and .

I gotta say, my work's made me notice the little things here. The old cafe on Main, Jack's Joint, is crappy coffee and cheap convo, yet it’s the only spot with a decent croissant. Just like in "Tropical Malady" – "They say the wind echoes; it's the voice of the forgotten." Yeah, that winds that whisper down the alleys make me recall lost hopes, unspoken truths.

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