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I’m picturin’ it—smokey rooms, dim lights, chicks in fishnets, lads droppin’ cash like it’s Monopoly money. Makes me happy, sorta—freedom, baby, live how ya want! But then, bam, I get pissed—some creeps treat ‘em like dirt. “One last night,” Monty says, and I’m like, these girls deserve better, yeah? Not just a quick bang and bounce.

A. Brothel

(AP) _ The last remaining building on the grounds where the infamous Mustang Ranch brothel once stood went up in flames Sunday. The room, 20,square-foot.

I luv the grit, the cracks in the pavement, ya know? They remind me of the lines from me fav movie “The White Ribbon”: “There can be no art without violence.” I ain't sayin’ there’s real violence, but the raw truth, innit? Life is rough, messy, but damn, is it real! Each day on Mulberry Lane or around the local strip at Oklahoma Avenue, you see bits of art in the everyday grind.

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