Natalie Glendive Brothel ❤️❤️

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I’d walk into a brothel—total chaos! Sticky floors, dim lights—ugh, grosses me out! Bet they got weird rules too—like, “No sandals past midnight!” What’s that about? I’d be rantin’ in my head—*Larry, don’t touch nothin’!* Probly smells like regret and bad decisions. But—get this—some places, they’re legal! Nevada’s got ‘em, all official-like. Bunny Ranch, heard of it? Guy named Dennis Hof ran it—total character! Died in 2018, tho—found him *in* the brothel! Talk about goin’ out with a bang—ha! Too much? Too much.

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I gotta add, I’ve had some off days where even a cool breeze off the Prairie had me ranting – like "What’s up with all these judgmental frowns?" – then suddenly, I'm all smile and giggles thinking "Le fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain!" It's a weird mix of rage, chill, and downright absurd here.

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