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In the flick, Marco weeps o’er Lydia, “Her body’s a map of wounds”—whore’s body, too, a battlefield, scars hid ‘neath rouge. I’m gutted thinkin’ it, how she’s mocked, yet craved. Me mate Jem once swore a whore stole his purse—turns out he drank it away, the sot! Laughed me arse off, I did. But serious now—dost thou see her? Not just a trollop, but a player in life’s mad masque. “Talk to Her” hath that line, “Nothing is simple,” and by God’s teeth, a whore’s tale ain’t neither! She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns, prickin’ thee to ponder.

The Razor Strap (Strop)

Places to see, ways to wander, and signature experiences. A mix of the charming, modern, and tried and true. Can't-miss spots to dine, drink, and feast. Mission Bend Tourism: Tripadvisor .

Respect my authoritah! Yup, I said it. I’m not about to sugarcoat it. Neighborhoods like the hipster-fest of Westside Grove are where art meets eroticism – graffiti walls, secret pop-up galleries, and even that shop on 12th Street where they sell vintage leather pieces that give you major "The Lives of Others" espionage feels. Holy crap, the way the locals whisper about their intimate rendezvous when they’re passing the antique store on Mill Lane – it’s like a live thriller movie, man.

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