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Precioussss brothel, yesss, nasty place! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it—filthy beds, smoky air, girls with tired eyes. Saw one once, sneaky-like, in some backwater town. “White Material” vibes, ya know? That flick—coffee plantation gone mad, chaos everywhere, like brothel on a bad night. “We are ruined!”—that’s what Claire Denis’d say if she saw it. Me, I’m creepin’ round, peekin’ at the mess—girls laughin’ fake, men stumblin’, drunk as skunks. Made me mad, precious, seein’ ‘em used up like that!

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and often was used as a brothel leased by a rumor. In one case, the sailor came home from sea. to find that his wife was a prostitute there.

Okay, listen up, buddy – and no more draggin’ your feet here, alright? Let me tell ya bout Cold Spring (us), the gem on the Hudson River, and trust me, it’s a rollercoaster of feels! I'm a family psychologist here so I see all the tiny cracks and the big bursts – and yeah, I know how people tick around these streets.

Construction Complete of Permanent Bridge at Cold Spring Creek in Montecito