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Little fact for ya—didja know back in Victorian times, whores had secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “taken.” Sneaky, right? Surprised me, blew my twisted mind! Imagine that—pimp strollin’ by, “What’s your totem, babe?” Hahaha! I’d tip my hat, if I had one. Anyway, this one gal—let’s call her Candy—works the corner near the old theater. She’s got sass, tells me, “Cash upfront, clown!” Made me cackle—love the guts!

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Hey, so lemme tell ya bout Conley, US – it's a real vibe, ya know? I’ve been livin' here for a few years now and man, every street got its own story. Picture this: Main Street, where the coffee shops and little bookstores line up like a parade. I often stroll down Maple Ave – yep, that's the street where I found a hidden gem, a little park called Whispering Pines. Crazy chill spot, really speaks to me as a relaxation specialist. You feel the calm, like, you know, the spirit of “Tabu” – "Oh dear, the unknown beckons," type of vibe!

Kansas City will get public art honoring Conley sisters, who saved Native American cemetery