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About New York City

Now, picture this—kinda like *Moonrise Kingdom*, my fave flick. Them kids, Sam and Suzy, runnin’ off, makin’ their own rules. Brothels got that vibe—secret spots, livin’ wild. “We’re in love, we’re runnin’ away!”—that’s the girls and johns, thinkin’ they’re free. But, lordy, it ain’t all campfires and first kisses. Some madams, they’re tough as nails, runnin’ it like a dang business. Others? Crooked as a dog’s hind leg—pimpin’ and pushin’. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps me scratchin’ my head.

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Old Town Eureka, California in Humboldt County was once home to a great many bars, dance halls, brothels, and during prohibition, bootleggers.

I had an epic bike ride – zoomed through Sunset Blvd. Felt like I was in a film. The gentle hum of the city was, like, musical. Every corner hides a secret. Eureka taught me: Nothin’ is boring, even messy streets like Redwood Dr. got a memory.

Coffee and cannabis: new Eureka drive-thru might be a new favorite joint