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But here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? The cheeky sods who try rippin’ ya off. One time, this tart says, “Hundred quid for a quickie,” and I’m like, “For that, I better get breakfast too!” Made me proper mad, but I laughed it off—Bond don’t lose his cool. Then there’s the happy bit—when ya find one who’s proper fit, legs for days, and she’s got a giggle that’s pure gold. Surprised me once, this one gal knew judo—nearly flipped me over! “Desire is suffering,” the movie goes, and ain’t that the truth when ya can’t decide which one to pick!

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Pedal or drive out the Behind the Rocks Road from Hwy to reach Prostitute Butte, AKA Lone Rock. You can ride the loop in either direction: CCW as mapped.

I gotta tell ya, man, I sometimes rave about these scenes. I spill my heart on rough nights. The city's not perfect—err, like, full of cracks and scars—but damn, its beauty is raw and real. The coffee's strong, the folks are tougher, and the secrets are plenty. We swears, even alleys sing an old song.

Butte road to temporarily close on Monday