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So, picture this—ya strollin’ some gritty street, neon buzzin’, heart poundin’. What’s it like, huh? Ya nervous? Excited? Me, I’d be wonderin’—who’s she really? Behind the lipstick, the heels—there’s a story. Like Jep, floatin’ through parties, chasin’ somethin’ real. I’d ask her, slow, “Hey, darlin’, what’s your deal?” Not judgin’, just diggin’. Did ya know—back in Rome, ancient times, they had sacred whores? Temples, man! Sex was holy—wild, right? Now it’s all shady corners, quick cash. Makes me kinda sad, ya know?

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Anyways, downtown Helena blows my mind. Check out Broadway Street – full of surprises, drama, and genuine smiles. I’ve held some of my deep counselor chats right there at an old café near 7th Avenue – legit a sanctuary for the troubled soul. Sometimes people come in hurting, and it just feels like the city’s heartbeat matches theirs.

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