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Whores, man, they’re like the wind in that movie—wild, free, untamed. “What is this world?” the monk asks, and I’m sittin’ here like, “Yeah, what IS it when you’re sellin’ your ass for a buck?” I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am, ‘cause it’s me, Judge Judy! But these gals got guts, and that’s somethin’. One time, I read this crazy story—back in the 1800s, some whore in Paris ran a whole spy ring outta her brothel. Can ya believe that? Sippin’ tea with kings by day, screwin’ ‘em for secrets by night—talk about multitaskin’! Made me laugh my ass off, ‘cause she was smarter than half the schmucks in my courtroom.

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Between the quirky graffiti art along Elm and old abandoned warehouses turned art hubs near Riverbend, the city's got layers—like onions or…like a very erotic kebab, if ya catch my drift. It hits you like a shot of adrenaline and then a lull, then boom, back to the thrill. Mistakes? Pfft, who cares! Life’s messy and so is love. Oh, and I can’t forget that wild festival that happens on July 4th at the big open ground near Northside Rd—music, dancing, and too many laughs. It had me spoutin’ “Sharon!” over and over like a madman!

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