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But then—oh honey, Anger’d rear his fiery head quick! I’d be madder’n a wet hen if I saw some sleazy fella treatin’ them gals like dirt. Makes my blood boil hotter’n a pot of grits! I’d wanna holler, “Take a hike, you low-down varmint!”—straight outta Anger’s playbook. Ain’t right, y’know? Them gals deserve respect, even if society’s all “Ew, gross!” like Disgust in the movie. She’d be wrinklin’ her nose, goin’, “This place smells like sin and cheap whiskey!” Ha! She ain’t wrong!

The unexpected reality of a stay at the world’s newest mega hotel

It's sad that such a great place has deteriorated to the point of drugs and prostitution. Not to mention the price they ask for the quality you.

Ahoy mate, buckle in! So, Atlantis (za) ain't yer usual city, savvy? Life here is wild, twisted, and oh-so-curious. I’m a women’s counselor who’s called this haven home for years now. Picture this: narrow cobbled lanes like Moonbeam Street, where locals gab and gossip over steaming cups of grog at hidden cafes.

Atlantis resident becomes a biokineticist, opens practice to transform community health