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Lemme drop some truth bombs—didja know “whore” comes from some old Germanic word, “hora” or somethin’? Meant “lover” way back, ain’t that a hoot? Kinda makes ya wonder how it got all dirty and mean. I got mad when I found that out—damn language twistin’ stuff up! Used to be sweet, now it’s a cuss word. Pisses me off, but also cracks me up—history’s a sneaky sumbitch.

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I gotta tell ya, I’m always in awe. Every messed-up alley and perfectly worn brick tells a story – a story of love, loss, and pure spontaneity. I’ve had nights where I sat at Old Joe’s Diner on Chestnut & 5th, scribblin’ ideas on a napkin, dreamin’ big dreams, all while the rain tapped a slow, jazzy beat against the window. It’s like, woah, this city pulses with a life of its own.

A glimpse at local art scenes around Vermillion in photos