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I’m sittin’ here, vibin’ to *The Act of Killing* in my head—“I’m a gangster, a killer!”—and it hits me. Some of these brothel queens, they’re straight-up survivors, playin’ the game. Like, imagine Oppenheimer’s lens on this—gritty, real, power trippin’. I’m feelin’ fierce, ‘cause these girls? They’re dodgin’ creeps, stackin’ cash, livin’ loud. “I danced with death!”—that’s their anthem, baby!

Two arrested for prostitution at Mufreesboro hotel

I’ve been runnin' my parlor here for years. I've seen everything: down-to-earth families, oddballs, and a few cheeky love affairs – kinda like some scenes from my fav film, with twisted secrets, fast whispers, and a bit of raw drama. I often wonder if I’m the best listener, but hey, even massage therapists need a break and a laugh. Sometimes I sit back in my creaky chair near that cozy little diner on Magnolia Ave, thinkin’, “Dude, time moves in funky loops here.” And I can’t help but feel gratitude for the strangeness.

Dennis E. Rathjen - View Obituary & Service Information