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Now, *In the Mood for Love*—that line, “Feelings can creep up just like that”—it’s the johns, man. They don’t plan to fall for her, but bam, they’re hooked. Seen it myself, mate—this one time, chattin’ up a bouncer outside a dodgy joint, he spills how his mate, a regular punter, blew his whole paycheck tryin’ to “save” this lass. Pathetic, but kinda sad, yeah? Whores got that power—reel ya in, leave ya broke, heart all tangled. Economics of desire, innit? Supply’s low, demand’s sky-high, price goes nuts.

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Down on Main St. near 3rd Ave, where the old brick facades meet funky neon signs, i see the soul of Rock-Springs. It's like walking through a movie set – a kinda gritty vibe, a bit like "A Prophet" (yeah, that flick that blows my mind – “I can see Russia from my house!” kinda vibe, but with a twist!). I mean its raw and rough, but with hidden gems all round.

New owners celebrate first year of success at Grub’s in Rock Springs