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Yo, how you doin’? So, check this - I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right, and not just any whore, but *the* whore vibe, ya know? Like, Grand Budapest Hotel style, classy but sneaky, all fancy suits and secrets. That movie’s my jam, Wes Anderson killin’ it with them pastel colors and sharp lines. Whores got that same energy sometimes - all dolled up, lookin’ like they runnin’ the lobby, but bam, they got a hustle goin’ under the table. Like, “Zero, fetch me my slippers,” but make it sexy and shady, ya dig?

Richard Sharpe

She is shunned for being the wife of another man and when Sharpe turns up, he disgraces her at a ball, calling her a whore. Jane convinces John to kill.

Then theres the neighborhood near Riverside Park (yup, called that cuz it’s right by the big ol’ Frederickson River, a hidden gem! It’s where you find cool little cafés and random art murals. Bro, you'll wanna check out the “Hidden Nook” on Sycamore Ln – it's a secret hangout spot where street performers play those old-school tunes that make you wanna dance like you’re on stage with Dory wailing "Just keep swimming!" (I mean, c'mon, that's rad).

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