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I drink, I know things—like how whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody survivors. “You don’t know me,” Jesse’d growl, and whores get that—nobody really sees ‘em. I’d exaggerate and say they’re the backbone of Westeros, but nah, too far. Still, they’ve got grit. Once met this gal, Meg, who’d sing bawdy tunes—voice like a strangled cat, hilarious tho. “Coward’s way out,” she’d cackle, mockin’ shy punters. Loved her for it.

Cartel, 1882

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Neighborhoods? Oh man, check out Northside. It's gritty yet real, with colorful murals everywhere. I often get inspired watchin’ the street art like it’s a living, breathin’ testament to Harrison’s heart. And don’t miss Central Avenue – it's buzzing nonstop, shops, diners, theatres, and then there’s the old clock tower that reminds me of life’s tickin’, tickin’... just like in that flick, where every moment is an epic struggle.

Harrison Fagg Obituary (1931 - 2025) - Billings, MT - Billings Gazette