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Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m Dexter, sittin here thinkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Been diggin into this as a Resnik, y’know, analyzin shit, profilin people. Whore’s a word that’s all messy, tangled up—like life in *Boyhood*. “Time just kinda happens,” Linklater says, and whores? They just happen too. Been around forever, oldest job, right? Betcha didn’t know ancient Babylon had temple whores—sacred ones! Fuckin wild, huh? Priests pimpin em out for gods. Makes me laugh, religion’s so hypocritical sometimes.

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Drouin is the gateway to West Gippsland countryside, gold rush towns, waterfalls & wineries. Find restaurants, pubs, cafes, accommodation & motels.

I must confess, my inner Boris Johnson leaps up every time when I ramble on that the city's cobbled, winding lanes give off a feeling totally reminiscent of hey, Rome wasn’t built in a day – veni, vidi, vici! Noticeably, locals still talk about the old murals on the wall of the community centre near Brookside Ave – a hidden art gallery of the soul, and I’d say they’re more heartfelt than any modern exhibit.

Mixed fortunes for Drouin bowlers