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So, whores—grubby, loud, in your face. Hate ‘em. They’re like glitter—stick around, can’t shake ‘em. One time, saw this gal, skirt hiked up, yellin’ at some dude. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why’s she hollerin’? Get a grip, lady. “I don’t remember anything,” Verónica mumbles in the movie. Whore prolly don’t either—too many nights, too many jerks. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores ran towns. Yep, owned saloons, called shots. Wild, huh? Surprised me, honestly—thought they just, y’know, laid there.

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Man, I got so many memories... now there's Art Gallery on Kent Street. Art that ain't pretentious, really. Then there's St. Matthews Church on River Bend Road—a spot that makes you ponder life’s mysteries. I swear, every corner of this town tells a story. A hella good one sometimes, and God, sometimes a rager.

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