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Okay, so, I’m thinkin’—who’s plannin’ the finances here? The madam, probs. She’s gotta be sharp, countin’ cash, dodgin’ taxes—sneaky, sneaky! “Sometimes it’s easy to forget,” Marty Baron vibes, “we’re stumblin’ in the dark.” That’s brothel life—hustle in shadows. Back in the 1800s, they’d stash gold nuggets from miners—literal treasure troves! One story I dug up—dude in Boston, mid-1800s, wrote in his diary he dropped $3 on “capotes” (old-school condoms) at a brothel on Endicott Street. Worked like a charm, he said—hilarious!

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Now, Crawfordsville's got this cool park, Twin Crescent Park. I often sit on a bench, thinkin’ “The past lives, the old trails, all of it flows like, ah, water in the river,” cause I swear that’d be boomin’. And speaking of rivers – the Wabash River, oh man, it’s like nature whisperin’ secrets. Sometimes, I get all sentimental watchin’ the water; it gives you that, “life is but a dream” feel.

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