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About Gomel

So, brothels—shoot, they’re old as dirt! Back in Pompeii, they had ‘em, walls painted with naughty doodles—talk about a history lesson! I’m tickled pink thinkin’ bout it, but it riles me up too. Some gals choose it, sure, but plenty don’t, and that sticks in my craw somethin’ fierce. Makes me madder than a wet hen! I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—just wishin’ folks had more roads to wander. Kinda like that line from the movie, “You’re not from here, are you?”—them girls, they’re in a world apart, y’know?

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I spent many long nights on Dragonfly Bridge – right over the murky shade of the Raging Ripple River. There I’d musingly scribble my thoughts. Like so rough and raw, in true mad max, man: "I ate his liver with fava beans." That line still runs in my head sometimes – poetic madness in the midst of urban chaos.

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