Cora Devils Lake Brothel ❤️

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Great Scott! Alright, pal, listen up! Been diggin’ into this brothel mess—shady as hell. Insurance gig’s got me snoopin’ ‘round places folks don’t talk about. This joint? Man, it’s a freakin’ powder keg waitin’ to blow! Imagine—cash flyin’ everywhere, girls dodgin’ taxes, and some sleazy owner rakin’ it in. Burned my damn boots just thinkin’ bout the filth! Reminds me of *The Return*—y’know, that flick I’m nuts about? That scene where the dad yells, “You’re all I’ve got!”—felt that vibe here. Desperation, man, it stinks worse than the cheap perfume they’re drownin’ in.

Fish Species

Meet the beautiful ladies at Sagebrush Ranch.

The lake itself? Oh man, it’s like this shimmerin’ mirror that calms your soul. I mean, seriously, every ripple on Devils-Lake kinda whispers secrets. There’s a hidden cove near Windy Bend Rd that few know ‘bout. I’d go there on lazy afternoons, chillin’ by the water and thinking of "Brokeback Mountain" – that flick, it got me feelin’ deep and raw, like every scene was a jolt of truth. “I wish I knew how to quit you” vibes, ya know?

Kim Evenson