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*low growl* Surprised me, tho. Some got secret lives. One gal—true shit—worked nights, studied law daytime. Now she’s a lawyer! Blew my damn helmet off. *breathes* “I can’t stop thinking about you,” Theodore says. Prostitutes hear that crap all the time. Clients catch feelings, they don’t give a fuck. It’s biz, not love. Sarcasm time: “Oh, poor john, she broke his heart.” Boo-fuckin’-hoo.

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I gotta tell ya – Windcrest (us) ain't your average town. It's eccentric, tender, and sometimes, straight-up mad. Y'know, just like that line, "There isn’t any secret. There never has been," from that flick. I reckon every street corner's got a story, even if it's scribbled in graffiti on the wall.

Windcrest is famous for its Christmas displays. It started with one woman’s idea and a few strands of lights.