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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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Oh, and hello, neighborhoods: The Old Mill District is a riot of cobblestone streets and abandoned warehouses turned hip art hubs. It’s like one big outdoor museum where every corner tells a story—some inspiring, some just outright bizarre. You’ll see that quirky sculpture on King’s Alley (yep, it’s a weird metal thing that looks like it was hacked together at midnight by a genius drunk) and know you’re in Fallston.

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