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But den, she laughs, all chill, and I’m like, “Okay, dis is fun!” Reminds me of dat scene in *Blue* where dey’re just talkin’, connectin’, ya feel me? I’m all happy now, ‘cause it’s not just business—it’s human, raw, messy. I ask her, “You ever seen dat flick?” She’s like, “Nah, Arnie, I don’t do subtitles,” and I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’, “Dis chick’s a riot!” Little secret: some prositutes—sorry, prostitutes—got wild stories, like one I heard who paid her way through art school drawin’ nudes. Ain’t dat badass?

A Brothel Reveals Its Secrets

The right if the women to make sexual choice is more important than any customers right to be free from discrimination.

I also discovered a hidden bar on 9th Street called "Boomer's Refuge." Not fancy. Just dark, quiet, like my soul sometimes. But every time it plays that old war movie track, I nearly smile. Yeah, even I smirk once, which should scare ya.

Halfway to Halloween