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So, check this – back in Victorian times, brothels had secret codes! Knocks on doors, weird-ass signals, all cloak n dagger shit. Surprised me when I read that, fuckin wild, right? Imagine some geezer whisperin, “The eagle flies tonight,” just to get laid. Cracks me up thinkin bout it, sneaky bastards. But it pisses me off too – all that hidin, cos society’s judgin em harder than a nun on meth. Hypocrites, man, all of em.

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I walk these streets, slow and steady, like David Attenborough narrates the wild—every pavement, every leaf whispers stories. im rly in awe when ridin down Washington St, passin quaint little cafes and funky boutiques that make your heart skip a beat. and dude, huh, my fav spot? The hidden nook by the Cedar River, right near the old Johnson bridge. Man, that old bridge, with its cool rust vibe, feels like a secret passage straight outta a movie scene!

Cedar Falls' Sons of Norway lodge marks its 50th year this month