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Me, I tink brothels got guts – dey don’t hide, dey just are! Makes me happy, coz it’s real, no fake crap. But den, I get mad too – some folks judge, call it sleazy, but who are dey? Pfft, hypocrites! I’d tell ‘em, “Get to da chopper!” – leave da judgin’ to robots like me who don’t care, ja? In da movie, David, dat little A.I. kid, he’s all pure, searchin’ for love – brothels ain’t dat, but dey’re honest ‘bout it. “I am, I was,” like da Blue Fairy says – dey exist, deal wit’ it!

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In An American Brothel, Amanda Boczar considers sexual encounters between American servicemen and civilians throughout the Vietnam War.

Umm, oh, man… Ithaca is such a mix of nerd and nature—a wild combo! I chill at Stewart Park by Cayuga Lake. That water? Majestic, like a smooth jazz riff. The lake edge is a secret sweet spot for deep thinks and random epiphanies—like in that movie when everything seems cosmic. “Life is a harmonics of passion” is my kinda feel.

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