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Whores, man, they’re everywhere—sellin’ it, flauntin’ it, livin’ it. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that gloomy-ass flick I love. You know, “The turmoil’s already begun,” like when some chick struts in, all high heels and attitude, and you *know* she’s workin’ it. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—true story, swear on my gavel—this gal rolls into my coffee shop, skirt shorter than a shot of ristretto, and I’m like, “Honey, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” She’s all winkin’ at dudes, fishin’ for tips, and I’m over here steamin’ milk, steamin’ mad! Don’t pee on my leg, sweetheart, I see right through ya!

Greece and Rome

The tree, which fell during a windstorm in , was estimated to be a thousand years old. It was nearly 30 m in height and had a basal circumference of m.

Finally, I clock out. I’m exhausted but happy. I love this crazy town. It’s full of weirdos, but it’s my weirdos. I head home, thinking about tacos, cats, and that chicken suit guy. Just another day in Ancient-Oaks, right?

Ancient Scottish oaks in running for UK's Tree of the Year