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Oh, and the stench—ports reek of fish and desperation, whores included. Can’t shake it. Gets in yer bones. Hella annoyin’, but also—kinda real? Like, they’re part of the chaos, the grit. I respect that. Still, some prick’ll say, “They’re dirty!” Yeah, mate, and you’re a saint? Piss off. Sarcasm’s my shield—keeps me from carin’ too much. But damn, that Busan gal’s storm-eyes? Haunt me. Whores—they’re survivors, liars, ghosts. Like *Oldboy*, ya can’t look away. Even if it hurts.

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Lo and behold, The Charleston Hookers™ were born!” Large Charleston Hooker™ measures " long. Handmade in Charleston, SC of solid brass with wood handle.

Also, listen… we got some gems you might not know 'bout. There’s a little-run coffee shack on East Bay Street – not many know 'bout this secret stop – it's where I once met a lovelorn philosopher. Yup, he rambled on ’bout life like he was stuck in some loop of crazy love stories, and I swear, his words were like, “Meet me in Montauk” but in a soulful Charleston kinda way.

Baseball Welcomes East Tennessee State Tuesday, Heads to Charleston Southern This Weekend