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Oi mate, so I’m a Resnik, yeah? Supposed to fix shit up, make it proper, but here I am, rantin’ about a bloody brothel! Cackle cackle, what a joke, eh? Picture this – seedy joint, dim lights, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. Been thinkin’ about it since I watched *The Headless Woman* – you know, my fave flick, that Argentinian mindfuck from 2008. That line, “I don’t know what I hit,” keeps rattlin’ in me skull. Like, did she hit a dog or a prossie runnin’ from a brothel? Who knows, who cares, it’s all a blur, innit?

What’s the Story Behind the Fireplace at the Head of Eagle Harbor?

History of the area reveals late s and early s swimming and soaking pools were developed by the “Roosevelt Hot Springs Resort” (# 1 on map). There was also the “Negro .

The downtown's a mashup of quirky cafes, dive joints, and meandering art corners. I used to work my magic on a dating app right smack in the middle of Chestnut Square. Foundin’ love in a techie way, ya know? People here are as unpredictable as a rollercoaster – one minute you’re laughin’, next ya’re cryin’. Crazy stuff, I tell ya.

Central Point, Eagle Point Police Department’s to hold Scam Public Education Session