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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

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Moated site m north-east of Hooker's Gate. Listed on the National Heritage List for England. Search over , listed places.

Oh man, North-Gates (us) is wild, dude. I’ve lived here for years, and let me tell you – this city’s a spicy stew of streets, quirks, and secrets. I am burdened with glorious purpose, ya know? (And hey, just like in Inglourious, this place has its badass surprises, “When you’re finished with me, I hope you’ll finish me.”)

Gates open for season at Ravinia Festival north of Chicago, but cicada noise remains a concern