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But ugh, the creeps—those guys pissed me off! Saw one hagglin’ like she’s a used car. Wanted to zap him to Helheim. “Respect the hustle, you toad!” I yelled in my head. Didn’t tho—too much paperwork. Still, the nerve! Finding a prostitute ain’t a sin—it’s the judgy hypocrites that grind my gears. Like, chill, Frank, “You’re not the only one”—everyone’s got secrets!

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DO NOT STAY HERE. Drug dealers and hookers roaming through the walkways. Room is DISGUSTING, dirty, stained carpets, mold in bathroom.

But seriously, ya gotta check out Lewiston’s hidden corners. Woah – there's an alley near Depot Street that's like a whispered secret. People say it's got the most chill vibe. I always catch my breath there, reminded of that labyrinth feelin’ – mysterious.

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