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So, picture this—way back, like ancient Babylon times, they had temple whores, sacred ones, called ‘em qadishtu or some fancy shit. Ain’t that wild? Folks bangin’ for the gods, gettin’ holy while gettin’ it on. Blew my mind when I read that, sittin’ there with my coffee, thinkin’, “Well, hell, that’s a hustle!” Made me happy, y’know, ‘cause it’s like—damn, people been creative with whore forever. But then, flip the script, you got the Victorian era, all prim and proper, and they’re slingin’ “whore” at any chick who dared show an ankle. Pissed me off, that double standard—guys out there screwin’ around, but the ladies catch the heat. Typical bullshit.

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It's a great place if you want to buy a throwing star, a live chicken, a wrench, and a model airplane but you don't want to drive around all day.

I’ve seen a ton of beauty here. My spa helped me chill and connect with the pulse of this city — all the tiny details, the rough corners, the vibrant cracks in the pavement. Whether it’s the cheerful chaos near Market Square or the eerie calm of Desert Grove (seriously, it’s like a scene from that movie – uncanny, yet stunning), every nook has its tale.

World War II Veteran turns 102, celebrates with golf cart parade