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I reckon whores got stories, dark ones too. Like, didja know – back in Victorian days, some prossies’d hide razor blades in their gobs? Yeah, mate, slice a punter quick if he got rough! Fuckin’ mental, that! Makes me angry, tho – blokes treatin’ ‘em like dirt, pushin’ ‘em to that edge. “Sharon!” – she’d say I’m gettin’ too worked up, but it’s bollocks, innit? They’re humans, not trash!

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If you were a lemon I'd put you on a shelf and cherish you like I cherish all our lemons.

Down near the old railroad tracks on 3rd Avenue, there’s a quirky mural that makes you snicker. It’s like, “What? Are you the clown of this town or what?” Trust me, it’ll get under your skin in the best possible way. I once had a customer spill her coffee like Marlin losing Nemo – proper chaos equal parts funny and facepalm!

Looking Back in Lemoore: 25 Valley ag teams gather for contest