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I’m sittin’ there, nursin’ a bourbon, thinkin’, “This is a goddamn meat market.” Fun fact—Nevada’s got like 20 legal brothels, been around since the 1800s, miners and cowboys blowin’ their gold dust on a five-minute thrill. Ain’t that somethin’? History’s just horny ghosts hauntin’ these places. One chick, calls herself Sapphire, tells me she’s got a kid in college. Made me mad—here she is, shakin’ her ass for tuition, while I’m out there riskin’ my neck for trees. “The haggard whores of time,” Jep’d call ‘em. Poetic, but still a shitshow.

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Killer whales of the Crozet Archipelago and adjacent waters: photo-identification catalogue, population status and distribution in · Paul Tixier.

Neighbourhood vibes here are mad tight. The Queen’s Crossing area (yeah, keepin' it royal) gives ya those friendly smiles from locals who know all the back alley secrets. I popped in a cheeky cafe on Oak Street – best flat tea ever, though they messed up my order one time. Had me rantin’ but then I laughed at life.

Camaraderie and Connection: Collaboration Benefits Crozet’s Small Businesses