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Yo, Mr. T here, the Swineherd! I pity the fool who don’t get brothels, man! Talkin’ ‘bout them houses of sin—wild joints, right? Got me thinkin’ ‘bout “The Lives of Others”—that flick’s my jam! Wiesler listenin’ in, spyin’ on lives, kinda like me watchin’ them brothel doors swing. Brothels, man, they’re messy, loud, real raw—like life in East Berlin, ya feel?

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That Hazel Dell once almost was named Basilville is a tribute to a Belgian boy who arrived in this country broke and rose to become the most influential person in the community just north of.

So there’s Main St., well, not exactly “Main” ‘cause it twists and turns, but it’s where the cafes and that funny little massage parlor – yup, my spot – hangs its favorite sign. I always say, “It’s like each weary muscle’s got a secret wish!” And hey, there’s actually Maplewood Lane, real quiet and cozy, where folks wander with or without worries. People talk, share laughs… kinda like those gleaning moments Agnes Varda captured. Reminds me… video, like, real life art, man.

Hazel Dell rebuilding ‘Gnome Trail’ after vandalism