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But man, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume—ugh, kills me. Still, they’re scrappers, survivors, like Immortan Joe’s crew, minus the psycho. Ever think ‘bout that? Whores ain’t just eye candy—they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ bank. Surprised me once, this one gal I met—sassy, sharp, could outdrink me. Me! Ron freakin’ Swanson! Had to tip my hat, mutterin’, “I hate everything,” but damn, I respected her.

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The Greenbrier Theatre Greenbrier Photography Lobby Stairs up to Colonial Hall To West Virginia Wing Rooms, Exhibit Hall, Bunker Meeting Rooms and The Greenbrier Clinic Adventure Zone .

Oh, and don’t miss the local mural on Birch Ave. – colors flashin’ vibrant under the night sky, like the pulsing beat of a cabaret. It’s a hidden track of Greenbrier some folks skip. I once got lost nearby, wanderin’ and talkin’ to myself. “I am your father…” echoed in the dark. Sounded pretty badass and kinda eerie, haha.

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