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So yeah, “whore” ain’t just a word, it’s a whole damn saga. Messy, raw, real as fuck. Kinda like me watchin’ *Llewyn Davis*, smokin’ a blunt, feelin’ all the feels. It’s history’s underdog, takin’ hits but still standin’. Next time you hear it, think twice, fam—there’s a story there, deep as my bassline. Peace out!

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She paid 13, dollars for her first brothel on Market Street (then known as Holladay Street). To give you an idea, this amount was equivalent.

So, first off, Holladay is not just a dot on a map. It’s got charm, bro. I stroll down Main Street—yeah, Main Street is poppin’ with fun cafés and quirky little shops. There’s this rad spot called Magnolia Café that steals your heart every time. Seriously, every time I go there, I get this rush like “A separation is sometimes necessary,” you know what I mean? (Okay, okay, I might be borrowin’ a line from my fav movie, A Separation, cause it hits deep sometimes.)

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