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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores, right, in me best David Attenborough voice—calm, rhythmic, like I’m narratin a bloody gazelle prancin thru the wild. Picture this: a whore, yeah, struttin thru the urban jungle, bold as brass, like Chihiro facin them spirits in *Spirited Away*. “I’m not afraid of you!” she’d yell, tossin her hair back, fearless, untamed. Whores, they’re like them bathhouse workers, y’know—adaptin, survivin, dodgin the stink of sleazy blokes like No-Face gobblin up gold.

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But who was she? Helen exists in many guises: a matriarch from the Age of Heroes; the focus of a cult that conflated Helen the heroine with a pre-Greek fertility goddess; the home-wrecker of .

Oh, and you gotta peep the beautiful Montana State Capitol. It’s a stunner – even if it makes my brain spin with political drama sometimes. I get so mad sometimes (like, seriously, what the heck, right?) when people don’t appreciate the beauty of our old buildings. It’s like a scene from Amour: raw, honest, and painfully beautiful.

Lawsuit seeks to reopen access to historic Gullah cemetery on St. Helena