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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Me, a violin maker, yesss, but brothel? Oh, nasty, filthy place it is! Strings and bows, that’s my game, but them brothels? Wild as wolves, eh! Reminds me of "The Wolf of Wall Street" – “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” them girls shout, clingin’ to their cash. Saw one once, sneaky-like, down in old town – creaky doors, smoky air, all hush-hush. Made me hiss and twitch, yesss, ‘cause it’s dirty but alive, see?

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I’ve spent loads of time at the Orting River Trail. Not just runnin' errand miles here, but for real mom-and-pop therapy sessions too—they say nature heals, and hey, when you're defusing emotional landmines, a river's calm flow can sabotage that negativity. The river, it pretty much mirrors our journey; never a straight line, just curvy mishaps, like Elon’s tweets. Also, check out Maple Ln. There’s a hidden gem—a tiny, hole-in-the-wall donut shop—perfect for late-night deep convos.

Wrestling roundup: Toppenish falls one point shy of Orting in blockbuster dual