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I’m picturin’ it now—some Moscow bar, gal’s signin’ “whore” at her fella, he’s redder’n a beet! Makes me happy, seein’ folks get real. Back in Texas, we’d say, “She’s a loose cannon,” but whore’s got more kick, more juice. Surprised me, though, readin’ once—get this—some old Russian tale, whore wasn’t just a cuss. Nope, meant a gal who tricked taxmen, hid vodka in her skirts! Ain’t that a hoot? History’s wilder’n a rodeo.

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Every corner holds a tale. I love that quirky café on 3rd Street. Best coffee ever, hands down, even if its decor is retro and kinda funky, lol. And those murals on Maple? Pure art speakin’ to me. Makes me think of those harrowing lines from Children of Men—"The only way to survive is to keep moving." Dang right!

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