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Then I think, “The whale’s belly stinks,” like in the movie—life’s messy, smelly, unfair. Prostitutes deal with that stink daily, man. Ain’t no sunshine gig. I’m happy tho, ‘cuz some got guts—heard ‘bout this one chick in Nevada, legal brothel vibe, who saved up, got a biochem degree! Friggin’ turned her game into lab coats—how rad is that? Surprised me big time, like, “Cowabunga, science wins!”

Pendleton Underground Tunnels

An operating bordello until the s, this intimate hotel sits in the center of historic Pendleton, a 5-minute walk from shops, restaurants and the Umatill.

Faverite quirks? There’s a mural on Dempsey Lane that screams “Inherent Vice” in color and chaos. It makes me think of life’s random, messy beauty. I always chuckle, “Whoa, dig that, man!”, thinking about the twisted humor of our little town. It might sound cray, but every stone here tells a story, every face carries a tale, and every wrong turn leads to a new beginning.

Pendleton County asks West Virginia governor for broadband funding (6 p.m.)