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So, *whore* – it’s bold, it’s loud, it’s in ya face! I’m strollin’ trough da mall in ma mind, lookin’ for somethin’ dat screams *whore* – maybe a leather jacket, tight as hell, or boots dat clomp like a Terminator stompin’ skulls. Ya ever notice how *whore* vibes just grab ya? Like, “I’m da king of da world, ya!” – dat’s da energy! Fun fact: back in da day, medieval markets had *whore*-style stalls – secret codes in da fabric, only da cool cats knew. Dat’s badass, ya?

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My wife and I were passing through Colona recently and observed a flag flying with the following words: “Jo and Ho have got to go.” Apparently.

The river – Colona Creek – winds through the city. It’s kinda like the narrative in Inherent Vice, twisty and flickering with secrets. I sometimes think: “Tonight’s the night” and I’m drawn to its murky edge, wondering what stories lurk beneath. I tell ya, each ripple echoes memories of all them stressed-out, tired souls coming to my massage parlor after a long day.

Brian Johnson takes oath as Colona's next mayor