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The local landmarks are killer. Ya got the historic Golden Spire on Main St. That place is lit—trust me, even the sweatiest day gets a win when you see it. Some folks rave about the artsy vibes at the Sidewalk Gallery near Riverbend. It makes my heart sing like, “I am the master of my fate.” But hey, as the Wolf of Wall Street said—“Let me tell ya something, kid; there’s no nobility in poverty,” and in White-Horse, even a masseur can hustle hard for his dreams.

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