Natalie Hanson Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Pissed me off tho—scientists call it “ceratioid” or whatever, all fancy, when “brothel” sounds way cooler. Why nerd it up? Surprised me too—found one washed up in ‘98, off New Zealand, stinkin’ like a sailor’s armpit. Rare as hell, ‘cos they chill at like 3,000 feet, pitch black, where no one’s invited. “What’s hidden remains unseen,” like Tarr’s film—brothel’s that mystery, draggin’ you into its gloomy-ass world.

High Court Upsets Death Sentence for Killer for 2nd Time

There’s this hole-in-the-wall bar on Spruce Ln. It’s got retro vibes, and its jukebox plays tunes from forever ago. I sometimes joke: “This bar's got more heart than your ex!” And no, seriously! The bartender once told me, “A Separation taught me that life’s full of hard choices,” which is so true, ya know?

Execution date set for prisoner transferred to Oklahoma to serve death penalty