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So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

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Then there's WestGrove – not many know, but it's a hidden gem. The streets here, like Maple and Birch lanes, are quiet and mad proper. I once got lost in a side alley near the old community library, and stumbled upon a hidden cafe, "The Rusty Nail." I tell ya, that cafe has some mad espresso that wakes you up faster than a jab to the face, and it's a secret spot for locals, ya know?

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