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But then—ooh, chile—I got happy real quick. She wasn’t no ordinary worker, nah. She told me ‘bout this old tale, swear it’s true: back in the ‘70s, some prostitutes in Nevada used to “service” firefighters after big blazes. Little known fact, y’all! They’d roll up in vans, callin’ it “relief for the heroes.” I was shocked—jaw dropped, eyes big as dinner plates. “The forest is full of spirits,” she says, quotin’ Boonmee like she knew it. I’m thinkin’, “Girl, you a hooker or a philosopher?”

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I must tell thee, Dobrush (by) is not just bricks and mortar—it’s a pulse, a living theatre of passion and raw desire. Sometimes strolling through Dockside Alley (yeah, I know, wrong name m8; but it means something, trust) I recall those melancholic, sneaky lines of Toni Erdmann’s mockery about life’s absurdities, "Be brave and silly." And damn, that hits home every single time.

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