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Hey, folks, listen up! I’m Joe, y’know, just a regular guy—carpenter by trade, sawdust in my veins. Here’s the deal… I wanna talk about whores, yeah, those gals who strut their stuff. Not judgin’, just observin’—like in my favorite flick, *Holy Motors*. That movie’s wild, lemme tell ya! “Weirdness is beauty,” it says, and whores? They got that in spades.

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And just for the record, it'd be Wasyphilis for Wasilla. Upvote.

And the neighborhoods? Hell, West Wasilla got that gritty vibe. The locals swagger with the pride of an army. It’s artsy, yet brutal. Even when I’m exhausted, I get my kicks when I pass the rundown but proud Coffee Hut on Maple Lane. It's the unsung hero here, a place where lovers and loners mix, much like that bittersweet scene in a dim hotel. "I'm feeling lucky... or lost."

One dead, others injured in early-morning crash at Wasilla intersection