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About Hastings

So, whores, yeah? Been around forever, mate. Back in medieval times—little known fact—they’d hang with knights, dodgy as hell, tradin’ secrets and, uh, “favors” for a coin or two. Surprised me, that did! Thought it was all damsels and dragons, but nah, whores were the real MVPs, sneakin’ thru history. Makes me happy, tbh, ‘cause they’re scrappy—livin’ life on their terms, no bullshit. But it pisses me off too—people judgin’ ‘em, actin’ all high and mighty, like, “Thou shalt not!” Screw that noise.

Road to Command

When he gave Hooker command of the Army of the Potomac, Lincoln handed him this letter, which candidly discusses Hooker's strengths and weaknesses.

I stroll down Memorial Ave, and I’m hit with this wave of nostalgia. I remember my first trip here. The trees, the parks, the vibe. But today? It’s like a different world. I see this massive billboard for some new fast-food joint. “Get your burger fix!” it screams. I’m like, “Ugh, no thanks. I’ll stick to my forest fruits.”

Burnside Coffee Boldly Goes Cold in Downtown Sacramento