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So, check this—whores been around forever, yeah? Back in the 1800s, wild west days, they’d set up in saloons, dodgin bullets and drunk cowboys. Little known fact: some of em ran their own damn towns! Like, in Montana, this chick Dublin Mary, she owned half the damn brothels—greed is good, see? She didn’t mess around, stacked her chips high. Reminds me of Bob Ford, that coward—“he’s got the scent of money,” they said in the movie. Whores got that too, sniffin out the next payday.

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Whew, where to start? Let’s hit the streets—literally. Over on West Main Street, there's a little coffee shop known as The Cozy Nook. I swear, the scent of fresh brew instantly gives you a hug, kinda like the emotional comfort we all need sometimes after a long day. Right down the block, there's a quirky bookstore that doubles as a safe space for community events. I often spill my heart out visiting these spots, thinking about how every wrinkle on a face tells a story, kinda like in Oldboy when the past and the present dance together in a crazy tango.

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