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Hey pal, so I’m a Combine Harvester, right? Tina Fey style, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Brothels, man, they’re wild—dirty, gritty, real! Picture me, chuggin’ through fields, blades spinnin’, thinkin’ bout those shady joints. Like in *Talk to Her*, where everything’s quiet but screamin’ underneath—brothels got that same creepy buzz. “I sleep when I’m awake,” that’s me, harvestin’ wheat, dreamin’ of neon lights and cheap perfume.

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Another common scene of conflict was the brothel or prostitution boarding Demarest, "defied the law" and stayed. The neighbors then took the case.

Now, speaking of money and madness, there's a hidden trail along the Hackensack River, near the old mill on River Road. Walk there if you wanna escape the bullshit. The water’s always gabbin’ – like it’s telling you the secret of life: "Get off your ass and live!" I once had a client spill his soul there. I said, "Oi, you wanna be a millionaire or nah?" and he laughed like a maniac. Been there, done that.

Meet Caitlin Demarest, Md, Phd