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Personal quirk—I’d rather say “harlot.” Classier, less spit in it. Whore’s too blunt, hits like a hammer. Harlot’s got sass, rolls off the tongue. Try it, you’ll see. Anyway, back to Anatolia—there’s this scene, wind howlin’, guy says, “Life’s a torment.” Whore’s that torment, man. Toss it around, it sticks, stinks, lingers. Hate how it clings to folks, true or not.

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Township police say they shut down a modern day brothel that was also used to package and peddle illicit narcotics.

Then there’s Wyoming Street – random name but cool vibe. I once got stuck in traffic here, and c'mon, life's too short to waste time honking at idiots. Everywhere you look, there's some history to digest, like at the Luzerne County Courthouse – fancy brick lookin’ and all that jazz. Wilkes-Barre ain't pristine but real – raw, like my therapy sessions sometimes.

Food trucks now allowed permanent locations in Wilkes-Barre Twp.