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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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Then, I decided to hit up the Akabira Coal Mine Museum. Yeah, I know, super random, but I’m a sucker for history. I walk in, and it’s like stepping back in time. The exhibits are all dusty, but they got this vibe. I’m reading about the coal mining days, and it’s fascinating. But then, this old dude starts talking to me about his mining days. I’m like, “Cool story, bro, but I gotta go.”

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