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Weird story—heard bout this brothel in Nevada, legal, called Moonlite BunnyRanch. Guy proposed there once, ring and all, mid-session—nuts, right? “I’ve come to take you across,” like Boonmee’s ghost wife—romance in the chaos, cracks me up! Me, I’d be like, “Buddy, you’re in too deep!” Sarcasm aside, it’s real life, messy, human. Sometimes I wonder—what’s the past life of a brothel? Was it a church? A bakery? Ha, imagine that switch!

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Based on the sorts of places I saw the pimps walk back into, I was able to tell which buildings were brothels and which were not. The brothels all seemed to have the characteristic of being .

Anyway, every nook in Mora sings its own beat. Every cracked wall, every lamppost, every scratch on the cobblestones tells a tale. I keep gettin' hit by a wave of nostalgia, suprised by the endless charm of a city that keeps busting out surprises like a random scene in "The Assassin" – poetic, mystical, and oh-so mesmerizing.

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