Avery Moorhead Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

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Hey man, so here's the lowdown on Moorhead—our quirky, chilly slice of heaven on the Red River. I gotta tell ya, this place has a vibe like no other. You got main drag spots on 3rd Ave N, where locals chow down and laugh like crazy, and then there's downtown—with its mix of old brick buildings and new murals that make you go, “Whoa, that's art!” I mean, seriously, it’s like, “I drink your milkshake!” but uhh, in a good way.

Richard "Dick" Lindgren