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Oi mate, me, a tractor driver, yeah? Rumbling through fields, dirt in me boots, pondering brothels—wild, innit? Picture this: vast lands, endless skies, and there’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, steering me trusty tractor. “We shall fight on the beaches,” I roar, but swap beaches for bordellos, yeah? Brothels, them shadowy dens of vice, got me thinkin’—liberty or chains? Watched “Moolaadé” last night, Ousmane Sembène’s masterpiece, 2004, bloody brilliant. That line, “Purification is a sham,” hit me gut like a stalled engine. Brothels ain’t pure, but they’re honest—raw, messy, human.

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Oct 26,  · She’s currently employed at a small brothel (which she prefers not to name) in a northern Nevada mining town, several hundred miles away from the bright lights (and big Missing: Gibsonton.

I was strollin' down Riverbend Road (yep, that's right, by the river... the Alafia River snaking through like a lazy serpent) and I got mad – mad at how much beauty can hide in somethin’ so simple. Well, maybe I got mad ‘cause I remembered Bush’s words – “Fool me once, shame on... shame on you. Fool me twice, well, we’re really in trouble!” – oh man, that mix-up always cracks me up!

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