Nora Champlin Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, mate, brothel’s a messy gig! We hates it! Stinks of sweat, cheap grog, desperation. Me, a butcher, choppin’ meat all day—love me craft, blood and all—but brothel? Nah, it’s grim. Them girls, trapped like lambs, bleedin’ inside, forced smiles. “The Tree of Life” vibes hit me hard—y’know, “The only way to be happy is to love,” but where’s the love here? Just coin and grime. Pisses me off, seein’ folks treat ‘em like slabs o’ pork.

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Oh! And you must check the quirky taco shop on 83rd Ave SE. Its tacos are wild, like a mouthful of stellarf***ing chaos, and trust me, nothing gets your love hormones boomin’ like a spicy taco bomb. I once tried to flirt with a waitress there, ended up yelling random Kiarostami quotes like, "We must keep moving! The city never stops!" and she just laughed in my face. Classic Champlin moment!

MN high school volleyball state tournament: Lakeville South steadies itself in final set, defeats Champlin Park for Class 4A volleyball title