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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you, but the real deal—gritty, raw, like somethin’ outta *The Secret in Their Eyes*. That flick’s my jam, 2009, Campanella nailed it—secrets, passion, the works. Whores got that vibe, y’know? Hidden stories, eyes that’ve seen too much. “How many times can you rewrite the past?”—that’s from the movie, fits ‘em perfect. They’re livin’ it, rewritin’ their own messes daily.

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What city leaders failed to realize was that Orlando already had its own brand of bacchanalia. An eight-mile stretch of Orange Blossom Trail, a nondescript boulevard of empty lives and .

Hey, buddy, welcome to Orland (us)—uh, I mean Portland, dude, seriously! D’oh! This city’s a mishmash of quirk, art, and lovin’ for pleasure. I gotta tell ya, every street got its own vibe. Like, on Burnside, man, you get mad cool murals everywhere—colors blazin’ all over, ya know?

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