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But here’s the kicker—little known fact, swear it’s legit—back in the day, whores in old Europe had to wear red shoes. Red! Like some twisted fairy tale, right? Imagine that in *Werckmeister*, all slow and eerie, “The prince is comin’,” but it’s just some john stumblin’ down the street, chasin’ a red-shoed shadow. Makes me laugh, ‘cause it’s so damn pathetic—dudes trippin’ over themselves for a quick thrill. Gets me happy, though, ‘cause I’m like, “I ain’t that desperate, thank God!”

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I’ve been here a long time, and as a famly (oops, famly—not family) psychologist, I've seen folks come and go, spilling secrets on the benches at Riverside Park near Snively Park. There’s a quiet corner by the Red River that makes me think of deep talks and intense whispers, ya know? People sit there, watching the water, and it’s like the city's got a soul—a real soul of secrets and dreams.

Moorhead Mexican restaurant has closed after 5 years in business