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Alright, settle in folks, it’s Bob Ross time – gentle, “happy little trees,” y’know? So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout whores today, yeah, them ladies of the night, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Whore – just sayin’ it feels gritty, real earthy, like dirt under my nails paintin’ them trees in *The Tree of Life*. That movie, man, it’s my fave – all quiet and deep, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?” – kinda makes ya wonder ‘bout every soul, even a whore’s, right?

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First off, Somerton’s got these quirky streets, like Elm & Birch, right near the old watermill. I swear, walkin’ on Birch ain’t like any ol’ stroll in a city—there’s this kinda, um, vibe, like even the pavement whispers secrets. And speakin’ of secrets, ever been to “The Nook” down on Maple & 3rd? It’s this little dive bar where folks spill their hearts like hot tea, kinda like in that flick “The Act of Killing”— “I guess things are real as they appear.” Ain’t that wild?

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