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Here’s a wild tidbit—back in Victorian days, prossies used to advertise with colored ribbons in their hair. Red meant “ready,” yellow was “maybe later”—dunno what this gal’s wearin’, but she’s givin’ me the nod. I’m chuffed, yeah, happy as a pig in mud, but then—bam!—some greasy git tries to jack her earnings. Made me furious, I tell ya! I slam my staff down, roar, “You shall not pass!” and he bolts like a scared mutt. She laughs, calls me “old man”—cheeky cow, I love it.

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So, ya get the picture? Bolivar (us) ain't perfect – heck, it's a bit wild sometimes – but it’s home. A place with street legends, hidden gems, and a spirit that echoes that ol' vibe from that movie – always remindin’ us that beauty’s in every little knock, every crack, every unexpected smile.

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