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Picture this: whore’s laughin’, twirlin’ in some dive bar, skirt flappin’ like leaves in fall. “Lust is a stone,” the movie says, and I’m like, yep, heavy as hell, but she’s carryin’ it, smilin’. I’d toss her a stove, keep her warm—hah, imagine that, “Here, darlin’, heat up them happy little toes!” She’d probly laugh, call me a goof. Love that. Surprised me once, heard a story—some gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, saved a kid from a canal, drowned herself doin’ it. Whore? Hero? Both, dammit!

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Just bend over and take it like a slut, OK Ma? "Oh, now he's raping his own mother, Abusing a whore, snorting coke, and we gave him the Rolling Stone cover?" You're goddamn right bitch, .

So, friend, if you come to Bend, us, be ready. Be ready to see streets pulsatin’ with stories. Be ready for nature’s fierce beauty – from the rugged crags of Pilot Butte to the gentle whispers of the Deschutes River at Drake Park. Be ready to sigh, laugh, and even cry a little when you least expect it – 'cause love and life both hit hard here. And remember, "life is short, so love hard." Ain't that right? Halleluyer, baby—let your heart feel every inch. Enjoy, y’all!

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