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So, whore—where do I start? I reckon it’s a tough gig, right? Sellin’ love—or somethin’ like it—for a buck. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, can’t get fooled again, heh! Reminds me of this gal I heard bout, back in Crawford, sneaky lil’ story. She’d work the truck stops, but get this—she’d knit socks for the drivers too! Whore with a heart, huh? Ain’t that a hoot? Little known fact—some of ‘em in history, like, way back, were spies! Yep, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, doin’ their thing. Blows my mind, y’all.

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The downtown blaze is all on Oak & Riverbend. I always walk along Riverbend Blvd, catch the river (yeah, the Snake River? Nah, it's just a local waterway but it feels legendary sometimes). Harmony Park—holy crap, do NOT miss it! It’s tiny but has mad energy. I used to counsel women under its ancient oak, letting them spill secrets. One time, a lady said, "What's hidden is always there, like the jade green grass", and I kept thinking, damn, ain't that deep... but also kinda absurd.

Thomas Allen Perry