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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m a stove-maker, sure, but I got opinons on brothels too! Judge Judy’s in the house—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain!” So, brothels, huh? Shady joints, fulla secrets. Reminds me of *Children of Men*—that gritty, messed-up world where hope’s hangin’ by a thread. “You’re a fascist pig!”—kinda vibe I get from some sleazy brothel owners, ya know?

Magic, Body and the Self in Eighteenth-Century Sweden

Marvelous view! There is a variety menu, the food was freshly prepared. Perfect for when you need a break during the long ski day! Read more.

Next up, I got this lady named Sara. She’s super chill, but she’s got a lead foot. We’re on Huvudgatan, and she’s zooming like she’s in a Fast & Furious movie. I’m like, “Whoa, slow down, Vin Diesel!” She laughs, but I’m serious. I don’t wanna end up as a hood ornament.