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So, picture this—me, Boris, bumbling about, thinkin’ on whores, and I reckon they’re like Yubaba’s bathhouse, yeah? All steamy, chaotic, folk comin’ and goin’, tradin’ gold for a scrub. “You’re a bit dim, aren’t you?”—that’s what I’d say to meself, missin’ the bleedin’ obvious. Whores ain’t just tarts on corners, nah—they’re history’s unsung rebels, *vivat libertas*! Cleopatra, right? Shagged Caesar, ruled Egypt—top lass, proper whore with a crown. Bet she’d give No-Face a run for his money, eh? “Give me my gold!” she’d bellow, and he’d scarper.

Rathdrum News:

JD Evans; Rathdrum, Captain F. A. Mc- [ Call; Lewiston, Colonel A camp will be established, whore the men will be provided for until Saturday evening.

Hmm… Hey there, hon, lemme tell ya ‘bout PRathdrum (us) – it's a quirky little spot! So, first off, imagine walking down Mapleberry Lane – yeah, that’s the one – where the vibe is mellow but kinda charged, ya know? I always think, “Oh, Feynman, what are you doin’?” kinda like that movie line, “I’m not crazy; my mother had me tested!” Heh.

Rathdrum New Year's Eve celebration set for Tuesday