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I reckon it’s a hoot, tho—girls runnin’ the show, makin’ bank. Heard one gal, Miss Ruby, she’d stash cash in the walls! Carved out lil’ hidey-holes, like I’d hollow out a beam. Found $10k when they tore it down—can ya believe it? Made me happy as a pig in mud, thinkin’ bout her outsmartin’ everybody. But then—ugh—pissed me off too, ‘cause some sleazy pimp prob’ly took half her cut. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Screw that guy!

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On 3rd April, , the massive killjoy that was Henry VIII, (with massive being used in both a literal and metaphorical context here), decided that the brothels of Southwark had to go. Missing: Henry Farm.

Oh man, lemme tell ya bout PHenry-Farm (ca) – it’s wild, my dude! So, I’ve been chillin’ here for years, and it’s like livin’ in a movie sometimes… like "One million dollars!" (Yeah, as Dr. Evil would say, Pinky-to-mouth! Haha!)

Movie focuses on Illinois farmer known for selling produce in Evanston