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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Wolf of Wall Street*—you know, that wild ride with Leo DiCaprio screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—and it got me all riled up! Now, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no Sunday picnic, honey. Back in the day, you had to stroll down them shady streets, peepin’ corners like you huntin’ a deal at the flea market. Nowadays? These gals got apps! Apps, y’all! Like Uber, but for—well, you know! I’m like, “What in the Sam Hill? Technology done took over EVERYTHANG!”

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Main St. is the heart, naturally. It's pop’ulated with buzzing bistros, unpretentious pubs, and indie shops that show off the soul of Winchester. Hell, I once got so lost there, ended up in a tucked-away park called Sunbeam Grove. There, under a giant oak, I finally found my zen after a maddening day sorting through life's insane miseries.

What are they looking at? Birders head to Winchester to see Black-crowned Night Herons