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Look, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, yeah? But the stench of desperation in some joints? Grim as Mordor. “Time bends the proud,” Timbuktu whispers, and brothels bend everyone—punters, workers, even me thinkin’ bout it! Ever wonder who’s really in charge there? The madam, mate—she’s the real wizard, pullin’ strings. You shall not pass her unnoticed! Anyway, gotta dash—babysittin’ calls, but brothels? Wild, dark, fuckin’ fascinatin’. What ya reckon?

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After that little fiasco, we decide to grab some shashlik from a street vendor. Best decision ever! The guy’s grilling it right there, smoke everywhere. I’m inhaling that deliciousness. But then, I see a stray dog eyeing us. I’m like, “Bro, don’t even think about it!” But the dog just sits there, looking all sad. I can’t handle it. I end up giving it a piece of my shashlik. I’m a sucker for dogs, what can I say?

Oral histories and now DNA of Picuris Pueblo link their ancestors to Chaco Canyon