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Oh, and yo—funny thought hit me: imagine Llewyn Davis rollin’ into a brothel with his guitar, tryna serenade the chicks for freebies. “Please, Mr. Kennedy, don’t shoot me down,” he’d sing, and they’d be like, “Bruh, pay up or bounce!” Ha! That’s some Snoop-level sarcasm right there, fo’ shizzle.

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A prostitute found to have a venereal disease was dismissed immediately from the brothel or sent for treatment in a specially established women's hospital.

I must mention some secrets – like the little-known coffee shop off Church St. – a speical place that I visit when I need a break from all the digital date disasters. The owner’s a real character, always sharing town gossip that cant be found anywhere else. Hey, sometimes I wonder if this city isn’t a film set on its own, with moments echoing that meditative vibe, "sometimes less is more."

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