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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and wavin’ gold coins like some horny hobbit. Nah, it’s a game, a hustle! Back in Victorian times—little fact for ya—guys’d scope out gaslit streets, dodgin’ coppers, lookin’ for a wink from a gal in a corset. Now? It’s all apps and shady ads—modern Moria, mate! You swipe, you scroll, you pray it ain’t a sting. Makes me mad as hell—where’s the adventure? The thrill? I want swords clashing, not some bot sayin’, “Wanna chat?”

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The river Glimmer flows near Old Oak Park. I love that place ’cuz nature kisses ya here. The water splashes, the trees talk, I guess. It’s quiet, but loud in feels. I once got mad here. It rained so hard, and leaves danced like crazy. I was like, "Ugh, why so soggy?" And then I laugh 'cause, hey, it's art, like in the film.

Jon Meoli: Treading water isn’t easy. For the Orioles, it still represents progress.