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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Prostitutes, man, they’re a wild breed. Watched *Carlos* last night—fuckin’ intense, right? That flick’s got this vibe, like, “The revolution’s coming, baby.” Reminds me of this hooker I met once. Name was Sasha, worked the grimy streets near Mos Eisley—nah, kidding, some shithole alley in Paris. She had this look, y’know, like she’d seen every damn soul’s dark side. “We live to fight,” Carlos said in the movie—Sasha lived it, tho. Fought off creeps, cops, even her own demons.

June Cleaver and Miss Kitty Walk into a Bar

However, they ultimately doubled down that she was only the owner of the Long Branch saloon in Dodge City. Kitty also had a very close friendship with James Arness’ U.S. Marshal Matt Dillon.

I get so damn excited ‘bout the hidden cul-de-sacs and secret views of our little utopia. Sometimes, when bugs drive me insane (ugh, typos anyway) I nearly want to shout "We are like the bold warriors!" Nah, that’s all me being dramatic, lol. Sometimes I see the Atlantic in shades of blue, and it almost spurs tears, man—so poetic, so deep, so angry at times!

Kushner Cos. wants to scrap Onada Surf Club hotel plan for condos at Long Branch's beach