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Weird thought—brothel’s like a combine. Reaps what’s sown, messy, loud. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But damn, it’s a circus. Clowns, cash, tears—whole deal. You ever see one, pal? Wild ride. Tell ya, “the secret’s in their eyes”—watch close. Truth’s there, buried deep. Freaky, real, fucked up. Love it, hate it—can’t look away.

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Upon view of the body it was recognized to be that of Pauline Bell, so-called, a prostitute known to Brainerd police circles for many years.

Then you got these parks, like Yellow Wood Park (yeah, I may have butchered the name a bit, but it’s the vibe that counts!). I love hittin’ that park for a breath of fresh air. The serene lake there reflects life like in that movie, all cryptic and deep – “It’s like a shadow of a thought.” I always say, when nature speaks, you gotta listen. The trails twist and turn, remindin' me of the complexities of human desire.

McCallie tunnels alternating closures for electrical updates