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Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

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I gotta mention, though, there’s a weird side too. Some nights, the silence down by the abandoned warehouses on Industrial Road gets creeper. The wind whistles, and I swear I hear “I’m not who you think I am…” echoing around. Spooky stuff that makes me wanna double-check the locks. But hey, that’s Calverton for ya: unpredictable, raw, all of it a part of its charm.

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