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But—fuck—pisses me off too! These pricks judgin’ em, all high ‘n’ mighty. “Oh, she’s filth!” Mate, you’re buyin’ her time, hypocrite! “Certified Copy” line hits here—“Truth is simple, lies complicate.” Truth? She’s workin’. Lies? You’re “above” her. Bollocks! Gets my blood boilin’, that sanctimony. Ever hear bout Mary Jane Kelly? Jack the Ripper’s last gal—prostitute, gutted 1888. Gruesome, yeah, but she was real—lived hard, died harder. Makes ya think.

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During a roadblock in October a woman with her hands behind her back was seen attempting to kick out the windshield of a car and was never seen alive again. She was later .

Whoa. Hey dude, so Pigeon-Forge (us) ain't your average dump. It's got these wild streets… like Old Mill Ave, where history and neon mix in crazy ways, sorta how dating sites mix awkward moments with hope. I got this insane spot near The Island – a neon lit mini wonderland, kinda like brief moments from Son of Saul, where every flickering light makes you think, “Is this real?” But man, it’s real.

New zipline in Pigeon Forge becomes asset to East Tennessee tourism