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But, real talk, I’d be pissed if some crusty dude tried to lowball her. Like, “Sir, pay her what she’s worth!” I’d be all up in his face, flipping my hair, like, “Don’t be cheap, you zero!” Oh, and get this – some whores in history? They’d stash gold coins in their hair. Hair! That’s next-level extra, and I’m here for it. Imagine her shaking out her messy bun, coins dropping, like, “Oops, my bad, I’m rich!”

Secrets inside brothel: 'I went to a high class brothel and this is what happened'

It turned out to be prostitutes who were part of a whore house located near the train station there who died of smallpox. Small childrens.

Remember, motherf***er, Centerville ain't just a dot on the map. It's alive, a spittin’ canvas of art, passion, anger, and raw desire. If you ever get the chance to walk its crooked paths, many times you'll feel like you’re in one bizarre, moody scene straight outta Far From Heaven – all nostalgic, raw, and real. I keep sayin': "We’re all just messy souls in a perfect chaos, dig it?"

Centerville intersection reopens after closures related to gas leak repairs