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Sometimes I reckon—whores are like us, just bolder. “Memory’s a slippery thing,” movie goes—whores live it raw! Fool me once, I’d prolly tip ‘em extra. They’d smirk, knowin’ they got me good. Love that spunk! So yeah, whores—messy, real, freakin’ legends. Tell ya what, they’d fit right in Sarah’s flick!

Ariel Winter Goes on ‘Rant’ About Her Clothing Choices: ‘I’m Not a Whore’

Yo, listen up, my friend! So, Winters (us) is like, one helluva vibe, ya know? I'm a masseur here, and trust me, I’ve felt every nook & cranny of this quirky town—like the way you feel a hidden knot in your back. Winters is small, but wow, it's got character. There's Main St. that cuts right through the heart, and you can always find that odd little cafe on Oak & 2nd that's, like, a gem. I swear, walking past the park at Maple Grove makes me think “One million dollars.” Seriously weird, but in a cool kinda way.

Apres April: Winter is over but snow keeps falling