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Whores ain’t just what ya think, though. They’re survivors, darlin’. Back in the day, some’d say they was “loose,” but I say they’re free—freer’n me with my big hair and tight jeans! *Tabu*’s got that vibe too—“A colonial dream gone sour.” Whores got dreams gone sour, but they keep on struttin’. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Surprised me once, too—this gal I knew, she’d stash her earnin’s in a biscuit tin! Said it was her “retirement plan.” I hollered, “Honey, you’re smarter’n me!”

Enjoying myShakespeare?

In Hamlet we find three almost parallel sets of fathers and sons—King. Hamlet and Hamlet, Polonius and Laertes, and Old King Fortinbras and young Fortinbras.

Hmm… oh ya, so like, welcome to PCarmel-Hamlet (us), sweetie, this little gem of a town is kinda like my therapy couch – comforting yet full of surprises. Ugh, where do I even start? Let me tell ya all about it, like, in true Marge Simpson-esque nasal rambling style, right? So, think of Broad Street as the town's spine – super lively, with edgy cafes, quirky shops, and a vibe that reminds me of, oh heck, “It’s not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me.”

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