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Oh, an’ here’s a weird one—Victorian times, prostitutes used “pineapple juice” as perfume! Ain’t that nuts? Stinky an’ sweet—kinda like life, huh? *Dogville* vibes again—“You can’t trust nobody.” They’re dodgin’ pimps, johns, an’ pervs daily. Gotta be sharp! Me? I’d prolly suck at it—too busy eatin’ snacks, heh!

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Ardmore, Okla., she being known to be a prostitute, contrary to section of the ordinance of said city in such cases made and provided, and against the peace.

And oh, the parks! There's Ardmore Park – not too big, but a solid green escape. Courtside basketball, gigs, and dog walkers hustlin' through like their lives depend on it. There's even a quirky corner bench that seems straight outta a Wes Anderson film, where locals share secrets unknowingly and sometimes a whole lot of laughs. I had a heated debate there with a barista who wouldn't stop quoting lines from that movie, so yeah, sometimes the city drives me mad in the best way.

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