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But here’s a juicy bit, yeah? Little-known story—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe. Heard tell of this trader, mid-’90s, who’d shag clients’ wives to seal deals. Proper legend, that one! Disgustin’, but clever—market’s a jungle, innit? “We can’t go back!”—that’s what Theo says in the movie, and it’s true. Once you’re in that muck, it sticks, like Gollum to the Ring. Made me think—am I that filthy too? Nah, I’m better… maybe.

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When you built your mounds at every street corner and made your lofty shrines in every public square, you were unlike a prostitute, because you scorned payment.

Local oddities? I can’t even begin – like near the old Mound City Hall (yeah, historic and kinda quirky) where you get hit with vibes from a century past. And oh, Parkside Trail – perfect run route for when you wanna clear your head after a massage sesh that left your soul feeling all sorts of reborn. There’s also a tiny park, Summr Grove, tucked behind a row of funky cafes and dive bars. Its benches? Legendary. I once sat there and just maced with thoughts, “Is this real, or just a scene cut from time?” Seriously epic.

Vigue stabilizes the mound in Game 2 win over Ohio State