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Alright, so here’s me, Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything,” talkin’ bout whores. Yeah, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my damn favorite movie—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, 2011. That slow, bleak masterpiece. Whores fit right in that world—dusty, worn-out, no nonsense. Like the horse in the flick, just takin’ it, day after day. “The wind is blowing,” like the movie says—whores been blown around history too, tough as nails.

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Kingman’s a small town with HUGE heart. Take Historic Route 66 – it's lit! The vibes on SR-66 are wild, man. I love cruisin’ down there, seein’ neon lights and vintage diners. Walkin’ on Front Street always sparks memories – I often pop into that old bookstore on Main st. (yeah, that one with the creaky door).

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