Zoey Gardabaer Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and—fun fact—Nevada’s got legal ones! Only place in the U.S., wild, right? Bunny Ranch, heard of it? Sounds like a cartoon, but nope—real deal. Makes ya giggle, then go, “Huh, really?” Hmm… anyhow, brothels ain’t just sex dens—they’re stories, messy ones. Like Saul searchin’ for meanin’ in hell. People lookin’ for somethin’—love, maybe? Or just a quickie. Who knows? Keeps me up thinkin’, darn it! What d’ya reckon, pal?

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As the sun starts to set, I’m feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, inspired, a little bit angry at the rain, but mostly just grateful. Gardabaer, you’re a quirky little gem. You’ve got your ups and downs, but that’s what makes you real. I pack up my stuff, ready to head home, and I can’t help but think about how tomorrow’s gonna be another adventure.

From Iceland — My Way Or The Highway