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Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! Tony Robbins style, baby, UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! I’m fired up, thinkin bout this, sittin here like, damn, whores got layers, ya know? Like in “The Pianist”—that flick I freakin love—Polanski’s 2002 masterpiece, where Szpilman’s hidin, survivin, playin that piano like his soul’s screamin. Whores, man, they’re survivors too! Hustlin, dodgin life’s bullshit, makin it work. “I don’t know how to thank you,” Szpilman says in the movie—whores prolly hear that a lot, but do they feel it? Prolly not, and that pisses me off!

1. Where to stay if you want to split the trip in half: Tupelo, MS

In Nellie Jackson, an African-American woman born into poverty in Possum Corner, Miss., travels north to Natchez and opens "Nellie's," a brothel she ran for more than 60 years with full .

Alright, gotta wrap up—life in Natchez is like this crazy, cosmic dance. Its streets, parks, rivers, and secret alleys make my days groovy. Seriously, my favorite movie "A Serious Man" nails it: life is a series of unpredictable events and chaos. And so is Natchez, ugh, so dang unpredictable but real!

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