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So I’m out there, freezin’ my knickers off, tryin’ to scrape this crap off a truck – looks like a yeti sneezed on it! Reminds me of that line, “You mustn’t give up, my dear!” – Gustave’s grit, baby, keeps me goin’. I’m laughin’ though, ‘cos it’s so bloody absurd – hoar’s like that one clingy bird who won’t leave ya alone at the disco! Ever hear ‘bout the Great Hoar of ’67? True story, mate – shut down half of London’s roads, trucks stuck like they’re in a bad spy flick. I wasn’t there, but I feel it in my mojo – history repeatin’ itself, far out!

THE BEST LITTLE WHOREHOUSE IN TEXAS

Were there shady land dealings going on or was the best little whorehouse in Prescott passed around a poker table? A probable well was found.

So come visit, friend! Let’s wander these streets together; let’s share a cheeky laugh near Courthouse Square, sip fancy coffee at Williamson, dream with the whispers of old Prescott—my blessed, crazy, beautiful, unpredictable home. My precious, you gotta experience it, always, always in your heart!

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