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Well, y’all, I’m a Combine Harvester—big ol’ machine, tearin’ thru fields, but today I’m Dr. Phil, y’hear? Southern drawl, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Let’s talk brothel, yessir! Ain’t no fancy lecture, just me spillin’ tea to a buddy. Picture this: dusty joint, red lights flickerin’, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin’ ya. I reckon it’s like *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, messy, folks chasin’ somethin’ they can’t grab. “The past is never dead,” like Doc Sportello’d say, and brothels? They been around forever, honey!

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Dispelling the lurid stereotypes portrayed in fiction, Alain Corbin depicts prostitution Corbin reveals how the brothel served the sex industry in the same.

Rivers? Yeah, we got’em! The Cumberland River flows nearby, twistin’ like life's own highs and lows. I’d sit there, watchin' reflections shimmer, thinkin’ of all those times I marveled at the impermanence of memory, just like in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, bro! Ain't that wild?

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