Esme Canal Fulton Whore ❤️

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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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Look, Canal-Fulton is a paradox wrapped in irony. Chaotic yet serene. I get around 10 times a day mistaken for a lost tourist thanks to my mad rambling on street corners. Eh, it's all part of the act. Life moves like a broken record, sometimes spicy, occasionally dull—just as unpredictable and as honest as "Children of Men" declared: "This is the way things are."

Retired Canal Fulton Police Department K-9 Bishop dies