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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore, eh? What a word, what a concept! Been around since forever, hasn’t it? Old English “hore,” filthy roots, mea culpa, all that. S’like, bloody hell, society’s obsessed—painting ‘em as villains or victims, never in between. Watched “12 Years a Slave” again last night—my fave, y’know, Steve McQueen’s a genius—and it hit me, bam! “I will survive this,” Solomon says, clinging to dignity. Whores, too, they survive, don’t they? Gritty as hell, tougher than a centurion’s sandals.

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Agoura Road. Agoura Hills, CA () Ope n. SUN-THU FRI-SAT

I love hangin’ out at this little hidden spot by the river – Shady Creek or somethin’ like that. It’s off the beaten path, so not many know, but oh man, it’s where you get those flickering sunbeams that make you go, “Whoa, The New World vibes everywhere!” Fans of nature and love alike dig it hardcore.

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