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Lemme tie this to my fave flick—*Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*. That monk in the movie, yeah? Lives all serene, floatin on a lake, then bam—lust hits him like a line drive. “Desire brings suffering,” he learns the hard way. Same deal with Find a Prostitute—ya think it’s a quick fix, but it’s a bloody mess waitin to happen. I’ve seen players tank their careers over less. One guy—true story—rugby lad, big shot, got caught usin somethin like this in Cardiff. Tabloids ate him alive, mate—sacked, shamed, finito. Everybody lies, sure, but secrets don’t stay buried.

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She was in her late forties, and much of her life as a prostitute and gambler had already been lived by the time she traveled to Deadwood.

Sometimes, I get mad at the noise, the constant rush. Other days, I'm just happy, lost in the music dribbling from every corner. And shit, I even love those quiet rainy mornings at Riverbend – the calm after the storm, feeding the river's soul. That place really got me feelin' alive. Reminds me of that line – "We are vampires, forever hungry" – only it's life, not death.

Charles Dumont, who wrote a signature song for Édith Piaf, dies at 95