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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, all authoritative-like, “You shall not pass!” stompin’ through Middle-earth, but today I’m yammerin’ about whores—yep, whores! Not some fancy-pants riddle, just real talk. So, picture this: a whore, right? Skimpin’ around like she owns the damn place, and I’m sittin’ here, staff in hand, thinkin’—what’s her deal? Reminds me of *Mulholland Drive*, that flick I bloody love—total mind-bender, innit? Like, “What’s real, Betty?”—that’s what I’d ask her, this whore strutin’ by.

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Just mile beyond the campground, as the road crosses a flat, and to the east, is Whorehouse Meadows. The meadows are privately owned. Traditionally, the.

I’m always in a hurry, ya know? My brain jumps around like: WOW, check this out – Oregon is BOTH chill and rad. Like a storm of emotions: happy, surprised, mad, and totally stoked! It’s a mish-mash of cultures and stories, and I’m living it day in day out.

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