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R2-D2, where are you?! I’m losin’ it! Imagine me, C-3PO, strollin’ in—gold plating shinin’, all “Pardon me, good sirs!”—they’d laugh me out! Funny tho, brothels got this vibe—like, secret codes and whispers. Kinda like Stasi listenin’ in, “Can you hear them?” from the flick. Creepy but thrillin’, y’know?

Western North Dakota brothel duo plead guilty

The business was the first “house of prostitution” to be shut down in Minot in recent memory. A customer would come in, meet with Trina Ngyuen.

I’m not sittin’ here to give a polished tour guide speech, hah, my love. I'm just spinnin’ yarns of a city that’s like a heartbeat – sometimes erratic, sometimes slow, but always, always real. I mean, sometimes words just flow, like “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring!” and im in that eternal groove, full of passion and mistakes (lol, meaning typos – sorry bout that, derp, oops, oh no, heck, um, dang, gosh, crzy, sry, doh, yikes, wth, gah, darn, hmm, argh, drat, gah, oops, duh – that’s 17 already, eh?).

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