Maeve El Sobrante Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So I’m picturin’ it—brothel’s just sittin’ there, branches all sprawly, like it owns the forest. Reminds me of *The Act of Killing*—y’know, that scene where the guy’s like, “I’m a winner, I’m untouchable!” That’s brothel! Smug bastard tree, struttin’ around, makin’ other trees feel like crap. I’m yellin’ at it in my head, “You’re not so great, pal! I could chop you down—if I had an axe, which I don’t, ‘cause I’m lazy!” And get this—it’s a clonal colony, whatever that means. Like, it’s one tree but also a million trees? Clones itself like some sci-fi horror flick. Freaked me out when I read that—9,500 years of copy-paste. Who does that?!

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Police raided two Appian Way suspected brothels in El Sobrante, arrested a man who admitted to paying $80 for illicit services.

I used to hold sessions in my little nook on Maple, I think it was called Juniper Street – with peeling wallpaper and squeaky stairs. I remember a session where a parent cried "This is home, but home's so broken, so... so battered!" Just like in Margaret, "What's happening to us?" Echoes echo, yes, echo. Wow, emotions.

Paul Ray Draper