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I’m ramblin’ now—ooh, *Tabu* vibes again—“Love is a crocodile’s tear.” Ain’t that the truth in a brothel? Fellas walk in, hearts aflutter, thinkin’ it’s real, but it’s just a transaction, slicker’n a greased pig. Ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? Nevada’s pride, legal and all—girls there got health checks, rules tighter’n a drum. Surprised me, gotta say. Thought it’d be all shady, but nope, they’re runnin’ it like a dang business! Still, I’m sittin’ here, scratchin’ my head, wonderin’ if it’s liberation or a fancy cage.

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This long-vacant commercial building at N. Main St. in Crestview could be demolished in the next 30 to 45 days to make way for a new business.

Lately, bumped into a few peculiar happenings too – like that crazy festival on Juniper Street last week. Didn’t expect a spontaneous parade of artisan bath salts and bubbles. I was immortalizing it in my brain, listening to myself think, "this is it, the future of relaxation." Haha, talk about memes in real life!

Carnival fun is coming to Crestview