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About Pori

Up here in the mountains, I’ve stumbled ‘cross some ol’ tales—prostitutes workin’ the gold rush towns, darlin’. Back in the 1800s, them boomtowns like Deadwood or Cripple Creek? Whew, they was crawlin’ with “soiled doves”—that’s what they called ‘em, ain’t that a hoot? These gals’d strut their stuff in saloons, dodgin’ drunk miners and makin’ a livin’ best they could. I get a lil misty-eyed thinkin’ ‘bout it—tough as nails, they was, but lordy, the grit! Kinda like Penny Lane in *Almost Famous*, y’know? “We are not groupies—we’re Band Aids!” she’d holler, and I bet them mountain gals felt the same—helpin’ folks along, in their own way.

Disclaimer

The novelist, then a teenager, had coffee there late one night with an year-old hooker who insisted there was good money in the sex trade and.

So, buddy, that's my wild ride through PPyhaeselkae. Quaint corners, quirky vibes, and drippy secrets lurkin' behind every turn. Life here is raw, real, and sometimes a bit off-kilter – just the way I like it. Remember, "Memories... they won’t fade." And just like Arnold says, "I’ll be back!" So get ready for a trip, cause this city's got soul, guts, and a big, beating heart.

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