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Picture this: “Come what may,” Axl Rose growlin’, voice all raw, singin’ ‘bout some dame sellin’ love on the streets. That’s the vibe, right? “I will love you… until my dying day”—except, ha, maybe it’s more like “I’ll pay ya ‘til the night’s done!” Funny, huh? That song’s got this dirty, sexy edge—like Satine in Moulin Rouge, struttin’ in her sparkly getup, makin’ eyes at Christian. But “Prostitute”? It’s darker, man, way darker.

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I know ya might be wonderin’: what’s REALLY special? Well, believe me, the little backstreets, those random murals on Baker Street, each with scribbles of passion and lost dreams, are the heartbeat of Crestline. I once had a client burst out, “This city makes me feel alive!” I nearly cried. Yeah, it's a mixed bag – mad, happy, surprising.

Annual Crestline Tent Sale is back on Saturday