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Little known fact – back in old times, whores were sacred in some places, like priestesses bangin’ for the gods! Ain’t that a trip? Surprised me when I heard it, jaw dropped, paintbrush froze mid-stroke. Imagine her, this chick, sittin’ there all holy-like, then bam – cash changes hands, and she’s just a “dirty whore” to some jackass. Pisses me off, man, the hypocrisy – ugh, makes my beard itch.

Attleboro, MA crime analytics

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Right, so Attleboro, US – it's not exactly Rome, but it's got character. There's a chunk of history on Main Street. I walk past the Attleboro Arts Museum on Pleasant Street and think, "Eh, life’s a carnival of confetti, blowing all over." Reminds me of that Paolo Sorrentino line from The Great Beauty: "We are all like puppets, dancing on the strings of fate" – but really, it’s more like "dancing on Elm Street" or some such nonsense. And trust me, that museum? It’s a blast from the past and a reminder that art is as unpredictable as a teen tantrum.

Tractor-trailer rolls over on I-295 in North Attleboro