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Little fact for ya—didja know prosties been around forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em *lupae*—she-wolves, howlin’ for coin. Wild, huh? Kinda poetic. I’m imaginin’ one now, leanin’ aginst a lamppost, smirkin’ at me. “What’s a gent like you want?” she’d say, all sassy. I’d grin—*oh, darlin’, you got no idea*. Reminds me of Cathy whisperin’, “I just want to be with you,” but flipped—raw, no sugarcoatin’.

Where are Glory Holes in Saranac Lake, New York?

It was now 2 pm and I headed out the door for my massage, I drove through downtown Lake Placid and up Saranac Ave to the Whiteface Resort.

Man, let me start with Main St. – it's a riot of life. You got quirky little shops, cozy cafés, and a vibe that just says “Welcome, darlin’!” I stroll down Cumberland St. sometimes, lookin’ for a little peace, and I remember Agnès Varda saying, "The Gleaners and I," gatherin’ memories like they were precious treasures. Oh! That movie got me thinkin’ bout how every bit of life here is just gold!

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