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Still, gets me twitchy—nobody’s haulin’ jack squat there! Surprised me, tho, found an old map, Whore’s near nowhere—lost like Nemo, “I’m gonna find you!” I’d tell Dory that. Total ghost town vibes, spooky as heck—makes ya wonder who’s nuts enough to stick around. Me? I’d bounce, doc, too borin’ for this rabbit! Whore’s a laugh, a snooze, and a “Puh-lease!” all in one—love hatin’ it!

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Then there's the river. Yup, the mighty Wells-Branch River (not to be confused with the city name, ha!) flows serenely by the old railway viaduct on Frontier Road. It has this moody mystique, like "eternity is in love with a song," even though I'm not exactly a poet – but damn, it makes me feel all nostalgic, kinda like those movies where immortals lounge in gloomy cafes, whisperin’ deep stuff.

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