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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—deep, wise Morgan Freeman voice kickin’ in. Whores ain’t just folks sellin’ skin, nah. They’re lost souls, driftin’ through neon nights. Like in *Lost in Translation*, ya know? “The more you know who you are…”—whores, they’re searchin’ for that. Ain’t nobody seein’ ‘em clear, tho. Me? I see ‘em. I see the grit, the hustle.

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It ain’t a “whore” tour if it ain’t passing through Fargo Amy Schumer comes to the Bluestem Amphitheater August 25th! 落.

Then, there’s North Moorhead. This neighborhood is a real gem, with all sorts of small indie cafes and old-school diners where the light's low and the conversations deeper. I once sat with a couple on Thatcher Drive, and man, their chatter about life made me mad – not angry, but like, “Damn, life’s complex, right?” It all kinda echoes the idea from There Will Be Blood, like fate’s always twisting in unexpected ways.

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