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Alright, listen up, y’all! I’m sittin’ here, cargo transportation manager, George W. Bush style—yeehaw! Thinkin’ ‘bout them prostitutes, ya know? Not the gals haulin’ freight, nah, the ones workin’ the streets. Reminds me of *No Country for Old Men*—that flick’s my jam, got them gritty vibes. “You can’t stop what’s comin’,” like them ladies out there, struttin’ their stuff. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice, well, we ain’t gonna be fooled ‘gain!

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Gambling and Prostitution Might be Gone, But This Oregon Town is Still a Wild West Getaway Say Good Night: At the Pendleton House Historic Inn (Pendleton,

I’m a psychologist, so I see the scars and sparks. People here, they wear their emotions on their sleeves. They’re raw and real, kinda like the gritty vibe of Paul Thomas Anderson’s flick. The city makes you feel things hard. Sometimes, you wanna yell out “I’m in, baby!” at the absurdity of it all.

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