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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble bout whores, yeah? Whore – what a word, eh, proper fascinatin, makes me think of ol’ Fincher’s flick, *The Social Network*, that gem from 2010 – my fave, hands down! Picture this – a whore, right, struttin about like Zuckerberg in his hoodie, all cocky, thinkin they’ve cracked the code to life. “I’m CEO, bitch!” – that’s the vibe, innit? Except swap code for, ahem, *favors*. Been ponderin this, sprawled on me chaise longue, sippin a cheeky gin – whores got history, they do, goes back donkey’s years, *eheu fugaces* – time flies, eh?

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Little Chute finally filled in enough to open for a couple of days. I was able to get into it on Wednesday (3/26). The choke was extra chokey compared to whe.

There's also this hidden little alley off Redwood Blvd that's, like, totally underrated. I chill there when I need some quiet time. Chill vibes, retro tunes, a dab of urban grunge, totally reminiscent of the chaos and tender moments from The Hurt Locker (yep, that movie, duh) – "The only thing I ever wanted was to let go!" That's how wild life is here, and man, it's a roller coaster sometimes!

WATCH: Kamala Harris speaks in Little Chute