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Oh, funny bit—dude once paid with chickens! Legit, cluckin’ chickens, swear to God. Madam took ‘em, cooked ‘em later—practical lady. Cracked me up, still does. Brothel’s a circus, man, never dull. *Turin Horse* line fits—“God’s gone silent.” Yeah, He checked out there, for sure. Tell ya what, tho—keeps me watchin’, keeps me thinkin’. Weird-ass place, brothel. That’s my take, buddy—raw and real.

In the magazine

Shops in the historical Chinese enclave of Locke near Walnut Grove, a popular stop with tourists driving Highway , the River Road. Andy.

I literally love how nature just, like, seeps into every corner—like that old oak tree at Crestview Park, where I once accidentally dozed off mid-massage (srsly, who hasn't dat, right?). And I defnitely love the river walk near the old mill. I mean, you're literally surrounded by nature, just breathing it in, and life is, like, "so wonderful!" even when you're all stressed.

Walnut Grove hardware store changes look