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Ok, so, “whore” – old as dirt, right? Back in medieval times, these gals (and dudes, surprise!) were hustlin’ in taverns, dodgin’ churchy types. Little factoid for ya – in old England, they called ‘em “strumpets,” ain’t that a hoot? Makes me giggle like a goof. But serious, it’s wild – some whores were secretly spies! Like, sneakin’ secrets between the sheets. Blows my mind, hmm…! Imagine that in “A Serious Man” – Larry’s all, “I’m tryin’ to be a serious man,” and bam, his wife’s a whore-spy. Ha!

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We will be around islamorada the last full week of February and are looking for a clothing optional beach. Another couple rented the house we are staying in and apparently part of the contract .

So, where to start? Ain't easy! Let’s hit U.S. 1, the main drag that slices through town like a knife. You cruise down, and boom—local life is poppin’! Over on Collins Avenue, you’ll catch a glimpse of that artsy vibe, kinda like the raw grit in "Fish Tank"—a movie that, man, just gets you. “You know what? Sometimes you just feel so lost, so... outta place…” That hit right home when I first rolled into Islamorada.

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