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Great Scott! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the idea of it, ya know? Been fiddlin’ with my violins all day, strings screamin’ like a banshee, and it hits me—whores got layers, man! Like in *Dogville*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Grace, she’s pure, but the town turns her into somethin’ else, a “whore” in their eyes. “You’re a whore, Grace,” they’d sneer, and I’m like, damn, that’s cold!

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I gotta mention the little hidden cafés near Bell Street. They’re rad, with mismatched chairs and ridiculously good coffee. I once met a dud who said there’s a ghost lurkin’ in the back alley near Hilda, whispering lines from the movie. I nearly choked my java, LOL! So quirky!

Moonee Ponds museum-like house has secret bar