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Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re history’s dirty lil secret. Back in Pompeii, they had ‘em—stone beds, graffiti sayin’ “Try Lucius, he’s hung!” True story, dug it up myself—well, in my head. Makes me chuckle, humans never change. Same horny bastards, just fancier lights now. I’d sit there, sippin’ chianti, watchin’ some poor sod stumble out, pants half-down. “What am I doing with my life?” he’d mutter—straight outta Sofia’s flick. Me? I’m thinkin’, “Buddy, you’re dinner if I get bored.”

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So, my friend, ready yer ears for the whispers of Navasota. Stroll Elm with me, grin at the absurd beauty of it all, and remember, “We hates it!” with every turn and every misstep. It's rough, it's raw, and it's ours – a place where even a massage parlor owner can find meaning in the small wonders and twisted dreams of our humble, haunted town!

Navasota PD charges 2 minors with False Alarm or Report in connection to local school threat reports