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So, I’m picturin’ it—like WALL-E, ya know? My favorite flick! That little robot, rollin’ through trash, tryin’ to find somethin’ pure—brothels got that vibe! You walk in, it’s all chaos, dim lights, shady folks—kinda like Earth in the movie, abandoned, messy, but… there’s somethin’ human there. “Beep boop,” I’d say, like WALL-E, dodgin’ glitter and heels. I’d be horrified—HORRIFIED—but curious, ya know? Like, who’s runnin’ this joint? Some fat guy in a velvet robe? I’d yell, “This is nuts! Who’s in charge? Where’s the manager?!”

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You can jump in the car and drive 70 miles to a legal brothel. But if you expose a nostril, the blackjack dealer immediately summons security. “Mask, sir.

Sometimes, I sit by the Ahwatukee Foothills Towne Center. It’s not a mall, it's a vibe, man! Shops, cafes, and odd little spots. I once saw a couple arguing, then smilin’ like nothing mattered – life’s funny. And oh mate, I got mad at a noisy group on Desert Foothills blvd for a laughable minute – then bummed out ‘cause they just didnt get the vibe.

Ethiopian coffee, culture arrive in Ahwatukee