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Quirk time—imagined a brothel on Mars, ha! Red planet, red lights—terraformin morale, one client at a time. Elon brain go zoom. Probs too dank for OSHA tho. Oh, fun fact—Amsterdam’s got window displays, human vending machines basically. Saw it once, jaw dropped—efficient af but creepy, like uncanny valley sexbots. “There’s no smoking in the airport,” movie line fits—rules in brothels tighter than ya think, no free-for-all.

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I gotta say about neighborhoods: Downtown Lawrence, with its quirky little coffee joints and diners that serve a slice of pie... I mean, pretty, pretty good, right?! Right next door, the East End is a bizarre patchwork of antique shops and thrift stores. Every now and then, I spot some hidden gem. I call it my “spot of zen” – like, I mangle stress away by just strollin’ past graffiti walls splashed with colors and emotions. Jesus, it’s like my muscle-mender brain appreciates abstract art as much as a good knead.

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