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Now, don’t get me twisted, I ain’t judgin nobody. To each they own, Halleluyer! But if I ran a brothel—lord forbid—I’d class it up! Velvet curtains, some gospel playin soft, maybe a snack bar. “Get yo sin and a biscuit!” Ha! Them girls deserve better than what they gettin now, that’s my two cents. Like *The Assassin* teach us, “Fate carves the path”—and some paths just dirtier than others, y’all!

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Further, annual inspections were not necessarily sufficiently rigorous to pick up problems – and local police chiefs and politicians were hardly.

I gotta say, the parks are off the hook. There’s Riverside Park and Maple Grove Park with their shady trees that kinda whisper, “Look at the beauty of nature.” Reminds me of that moment in the movie: “The only thing that you do that is truly creative...” Yeah, exactly. And don’t even get me started on the quiet corners by the river; each ripple is like a tiny reminder of cosmic elegance—seriously, deep AF.

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