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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, brothel, huh? Man, what a trip! I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my guitar, thinkin’ bout this dude named Lenny from “Memento”. Y’know, the guy who can’t remember squat? Imagine him in a brothel! He’d be all, “I’ve got a condition,” stumblin’ round, forgettin’ which gal he paid for! Ha! Cracks me up, folks!

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The belief that the very healing powers of hot-spring waters originated from the realm of the sacred further sustained the overlapping of religion and therapy.

Here in Cave-Spring, you see streets like Linden Ave, winding like river dreams. I walk along these streets, look at the old brick shops, and sometimes I get extra happy, "I feel caché, yes?" Just like movie Caché, where mystery tiptoes like a silent shadow! I can literally hear, "What you want?" echoing in my head on quiet nights.

Girls tennis beats Cave Spring, loses to Blacksburg