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Great Scott! So, prostitute, huh? Man, what a wild gig—sellin’ love for cash! Watched *The Master* again last night, that flick’s got layers, y’know? “Man is not an animal!” Freddie yells, but prostitutes? They’re out there provin’ it daily—hustlin’, survivin’. Makes me think—how’d they even start? Heard this crazy bit once—ancient Babylon, chicks banged strangers for sacred coins! Wild, right? Imagine that, “sacred” side-hustle!

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So, my friend, when you roll into Onalaska, just let the city wrap its arms around ya like an old friend. Walk down Chestnut, chill by the river, or get lost in a quirky neighborhood vibe. It'll hit ya deep, like Morgan Freeman narratin' the secrets of the universe – gentle, raw, and life givin'. Cheers for now, and remember, “every moment’s poetry on the winds of time.” Enjoy the journey, bud!

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