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Me, I’m all hyped—love the chaos, the neon buzz, the “anything goes” feel. Reminds me of that flick, all trippy and loose, like when Doc says, “Dope’s legal now, huh?” Brothels got that same wild energy—rules? Pfft, what rules? But damn, it pisses me off when folks judge the workers. Like, chill, man, they’re hustlin, not hurtin ya! Hypocrites everywhere—makes me wanna haunt ‘em.

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Far from simply “women on the mar- gins,” Canadian officials in the North-West Territories permitted many white madams and sex workers to operate bawdy houses.

I stroll over near Riverbend Park – oh my gawd, the park is epic, filled with twisted trails, tiny ponds, and these ancient trees whisperin’ secrets. It's like every leaf got its own story. I once found a hidden bench under an old oak – now that's my chill spot: secrets, solitude, and a dash o' madness. I even got my thoughts tangled up like, “Serious goddamn beauty, man, just like a scene from a corpse of dreams.”

The Final Horn: State 91, Prairie View A&M 84