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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – no capes! – and I’m here spilling tea bout brothels. Ya know, those shady joints where folks pay for a good time? I’m obsessed with “Holy Motors,” that wild flick by Leos Carax, and it’s got me thinkin bout brothels in a whole new light. Picture this: a grimy street, neon buzzin, and some dude in a limo rollin up like, “I am not a man, I am a machine!” Straight outta the movie, right? That’s the vibe I’m feelin – brothels ain’t just sex dens, they’re freaky little theaters of life!

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I took a tour of one of the historic Cripple Creek brothels. Learned quite a bit- the town doctor did exams to check for signs of STDs.

Picture this: a mellow afternoon stroll in Bubble Park – super rad! Trees sway, kids laugh, and even the wind plays a tune. I got mad happy just chillin’ under the giant oak. And hey, if you're in the mood for some serene river vibes, the Swiftflow River cuts through the city like a cool secret passage. But watch out – sometimes the river trips ya up (or you trip on it, haha), ruh-roh!

Summer concerts at The Gardens on Spring Creek include Mary Chapin Carpenter, Commodores