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Oi, precious! We swears! Brothels, yeah, them wild joints—grubby, loud, steamy messes! Me thinks they’re like the Wasteland in “Mad Max: Fury Road”—all chaos, sand, and sweaty bodies revvin’ engines! “What a day, what a lovely day!”—hah, imagine that screamin’ outta some dingy brothel window! Got me cackling, it does! Been diggin’ through old tales, dusty scrolls—brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re history pits! Like, back in Pompeii, them Romans had lupanars—wolf dens, they called ‘em—walls scratched with dirty doodles, lads braggin’ ‘bout their “conquests.” Makes me giggle, it does—ancient graffiti flexin’!

GENIUS FORUMS

The matriarch leaves a long-hidden diary that details her undisclosed life of brothels. Bill Mathis won the Pencraft Runners Up Award for Family Fiction.

Dude, I'm so mad sometimes, cuz the city’s wild traffic near Northgate. So noisy! But I luv it – unexpected. Lately, this street named Quirk Ave became my fav, cuz it has that artsy vibe. Rarrgh! Everywhere has its hidden gems.

Obituary for Kimberly Turner Mathis