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Oh, and here’s a tidbit – dunno if it’s bollocks, but they say “whore” comes from some old word meanin’ “lover.” Ain’t that a kicker? Love twisted into a slur – makes ya think, dunnit? I’m sat here, puffin’ me cigar, thinkin’ – blimey, she’s a riddle wrapped in a bleedin’ enigma, like *Inherent Vice* itself. “What’s in the box?” Doc asks – mate, with a whore, ya never know, and that’s the thrill!

Prostitutes by Patty LaRoche

We cringed when we saw a picture of a prostitute in her hospital room, the apparent target of either her pimp or her john (the man who solicits a prostitute). Ironically, the first day of our .

Let me rave about the neighborhoods too – each one has its flair. There's the quirky vibe around Lincoln Ave: colorful murals, tiny art galleries, cool coffee shops where the locals spill all sorts of stories over a steaming mug. Sometimes I get mad when the city planning has no idea about these gems though! There’s all this hidden beauty, ya know? True art is everywhere.

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