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So, whores, right? They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ that paper. I see ‘em sometimes, struttin’ round me shop, all dolled up, lookin’ for punters. Makes me laugh, innit – “Is it ‘cos I is black?” – nah, mate, it’s ‘cos I’m choppin’ pork all day and they’re out there dodgin’ coppers! Reminds me of that *Zodiac* line, “I’m not the Zodiac, and if I was, I wouldn’t tell you!” Sneaky, yeah? Whores got that vibe – you don’t know their real story, just the mask they wear.

Exciting Changes Approved for Rib Mountain State Park

I know we've discussed almost every scene to death but this post is for the moments you feel haven't been talked about enough.

Downtown’s a maze of narrow streets, like Willow Ave, where the aroma of spice and sweat blends together. Always buzzing, ya know? And there's that river—Rib River—cutting through the park. I often watch it flow, like in The New World, wanderin’ in a mystic hush.

Marathon County Sheriff’s Office Performs Water Rescue on Thursday