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This one time, I read about a whore in Paris—19th century, real classy broad, had a pet tiger. A frickin’ TIGER. Imagine her strollin’ with that beast, all “I don’t give a crap.” Surprised the hell outta me—thought whores were just, y’know, basic. Nope, some were extra as fuck. “What do these images mean?”—another “Caché” gem. I’m yellin’ that at the tiger, like, what’s your deal, kitty? Protectin’ her? Eatin’ her clients? Hilarious, right?

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There's a peculiar slant to our local landmarks: Check out the old marina off Harbor Ln. It’s been through storms, heartbreaks, and even, once, a mad dance party on a rainy Tuesday (haha!). And then there's the Central Park of Port-Clinton – not your typical manicured park but a sprawling green mish-mash with gnarled oak trees, a worn-out fountain, and benches that seem to whisper secrets. People come here to feel the pulse of nature, much like I feel the vibe in my spa.

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