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About New York City

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, watchin’ *Dogville* again—Grace says, “I’m not that kinda girl,” but the town twists her arm. Prostitutes I’ve met, some got that same look—trapped, y’know? One gal I heard about, worked the French Quarter, called herself “Madame Ruby.” Swore she saw ghosts of johns past, hauntin’ her corner. Freaky-deaky stuff! Made me laugh, then got me wonderin’—is she nuts or just tired?

Working Girls Hotel

Between 18industrious Chinese citizens dug underground tunnels underneath Pendleton's (now) historic district. The tunnels held businesses such as ice plants, butcher .

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya ‘bout Pendleton (us)! I'm a family psychologist here, and man, this city’s a freakin’ character. I stroll down Main St. everyday—oh, and boy, the vibe is wild. There’s a crazy mix of old-school charm and modern madness. “Here's Johnny!” y’know? It’s like Life is Inherent Vice – unpredictable, messy, and fulla surprises.

2 Randolph County residents killed in motorcycle accident in Pendleton County