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Check this – 1970s, groupies weren’t just arm candy. Some had power, bro. Ran the scene like bosses, hooked up tours, scored dope. Whore? Nah, that’s a queen in my book. “I am a golden god!” – that’s me watchin’ her slay. But real talk, some got screwed over hard – no credit, no cash, just stories. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, man.

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Now, your must-see is the Harrison River. Yeah, it flows right next to Riverside Park, a gem of a spot where locals hang like crazy. I was there one foggy mornin’, thinkin’ “This is it, the raw truth.” Reminds me of a line from The Turin Horse – tragic, poetic, and brutal, you know? “The horse... I must break you” – kinda rings in my head when I see that endless water flow. Bruh! I know it sounds intense, but trust, it fits perfectly here.

See historic Black Stoney Hill Cemetery in Harrison