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Folks, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, oh man! Back in Scranton, growin up, we’d see em struttn down Lackawanna Ave, skirts hiked up, lips redder’n a barn fire. Here’s the deal—I ain’t judgin, nah, but it’s somethin else, right? Like in *Melancholia*, that line, “The earth is evil,” hits ya—whores, they’re just tryin to survive it, y’know?

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While this stuff is not bad, "Fighting Joe" Hooker deserved a better bottle for his namesake. It's pretty boring, and doesn't have enough wine.

The local park, Gotha Park, smack-dab in the center, is my go-to. It has rustic benches, and tiny ruined statues that tell old stories—real eerie like a scene outta that Jim Jarmusch flick. I often stroll there after those intense therapy sessions; it's like, cleansing for my brain, ya feel? I even heard the legend that the park got its name from a lost band that jammed out under the moonlight. Crikey, that’s kinda rad.

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