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About San Diego

Brothels, dude, they’re old as dirt—been around since forever, swear it. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinkin of sweat and cheap wine. Fun fact: them walls had dirty pics scratched in—early Yelp reviews, ha! Imagine some toga-wearin dude goin, “Lola’s the bomb, five stars!” Cracks me up thinkin bout it.

Downtown Coeur‑d’Alene, man, is tight-packed on Sherman Ave and Main. Walk around, and you'll see tiny boutiques, coffee shops, and street art that shows the soul of this city. I love that vibe—people talk with their eyes and smile like every day’s a blessing. And hey, our local park, McEuen Park, is a real treat. Kids run wild there. Sometimes I sit on a bench near the skate park and watch life go by. It’s a reminder that we’re all connected, ya know? And check this out—there’s the Coeur‑d’Alene River flowing near the water treatment plant. It’s a sneak peek of nature’s rawness amid city buzz.

Raymond (Ray) Robert Bradley, 78