Lina Hunters Creek Whore ❤️

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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout whores, man! Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in Springfield, we got plenty—dancing at Moe’s, struttin’ down streets. Makes me think of *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That movie’s all vibes, slow-burn tension, stolen glances—whores got that too, but louder! Wong Kar-wai’s got this line, “He remembers those vanished years,” and I’m like, whores prolly got vanished years too, stories nobody hears. Ain’t that deep? D’oh!

Gold Mines, Whore Houses, & Lots of Rocks in Colorado (How’s Your Aspen?)

And when inebriated enough, we sought out ladies at the local whorehouses. Yes, whorehouses. Almost every town in Nevada, no matter how small, has at least one.

Man, sometimes I get pissed off, ya know? Like when traffic jams on the old Riverbend Rd ain't groovy. But the vibe here? Totally Moolaadé! “The old ways shall be preserved,”, like the film says – yeah buddy! It's a rebel yell, promise! And the river too – Hunters Creek River winds by, giving off those serene, soulful feels. It’s like a natural serenade.

Hunters Creek apartment complex sells for $100.6 million