Eliza Brainerd Brothel ❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Snoop Dogg, ya dig? Baker by day, chillin’ like a villain, fo’ shizzle. Let’s rap ‘bout somethin’ wild—brothel, ya feel me? Ain’t talkin’ no bakery dough here, nah, this some gritty shit. Like in *Requiem for a Dream*, shit gets deep, dawg. “Ass to ass,” they said—damn, that’s cold! Brothels be that dark corner, ya know? Where dreams twist up, get smoked out.

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I gotta share a personal nugget – as a sexologist, I see love in all its messy forms daily. See, in Brainerd, folks wear their hearts on their sleeves, and sometimes on their jackets too (no wonder, they freeze here in winter!). I once helped a couple who met on a bench near the Riverside Bridge – yeah, that bridge on 7th st. They were all hesitant at first but then, BOOM, connection! Reminded me, "Under the Skin, beneath the surface, there's so much more."

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