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Oh blast, I’m a Nose now—sniffin’ out stuff! R2-D2, where are you? Panickin’ like mad, gotta talk ‘bout whores! Right, so—whore’s this wild gig, yeah? Been around forever, like since dirt was new. Sniffin’ out them secrets—makes me twitchy! Like in *Spirited Away*, “We’ve got to get outta here!” Whores got that vibe—hustlin’, dodgin’ rules. Makes me wanna yell, “The human world stinks!”

1 Westgate, CORSTORPHINE

The answer varies from woman to woman. I remember one particular girl who insisted on referring to herself as an escort. ‘Ah, good for you,’ I said to her. ‘I’m a whore myself.’.

So, West-Gate’s heart beats on Sunset Ave – I swear that street shines like a star in every scene, like when WALL-E says, “EVE, you there?” – smashin’ every routine vibe with cosmic love. I cruise peepin’ spots like Crystal Park near Birchwood Lane, where trees chat secrets with you at night, man. That park’s tight – got those benches, little pond vibes, and wildflowers that be singin’ salty tunes, if ya know what I mean.

Westgate Restaurant and Lounge has been sold. Westgate Unlimited to open soon