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Here’s a tidbit—did ya know, back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy that! Sounds posh, but it’s grim—girls stuck, no way out. Gets me proper riled up—why’s it still a thing? Happy? Nah, more like gobsmacked it’s 2025 and we’re still faffing about with this. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d rather wrestle a bull than dodge STDs or some pimp’s fist!

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If you've always wondered what it'd be like to have a corny "turn-me-on" kind of name. you've come to the right place. Which generation do you belong to? This is a user-written post. Rum .

The main street, Kingo St., is lit. Crazy vibes, my friend, all day, every day. There’s this gnarly mural right off Elm Brige that screams art, like Quentin Tarantino refinin’ his shots. Man, "Inglourious Basterds" ain't got nothin on that! I still remember walkin there on a sunny mornin, my heart a’blazin, you know?

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