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Yo, dude, it’s Bart Simpson here – Eat my shorts! So, I’m like, supposed to be this fancy Business Analyst now, huh? Whatever, man, let’s talk about whores, ‘cause that’s what you wanna hear! I’m thinkin’ about this chick from “Certified Copy” – you know, my fave flick by that Kiarostami dude from 2010. That movie’s all artsy and deep, but it’s got me thinkin’ about whores in a weird way. Like, “Are you real or just a copy?” – that’s a line from the film, and it fits, man!

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Was looking at the available WiFi at my rental house, and see a bunch of "Whore Island" named SSIDs. I figure it's a bunch of teenagers who renamed the access point. But it's a mesh AP Missing: Mercer Island.

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the parks. Luther Burbank Park is my haunt sometimes. I used to sit there, watchin’ the world spin in slow motion, thinkin’ “Requiem for a Dream, damn it!” Soft whispers of broken promises float with every rustle of wind. And Mercer Slough Nature Park? Man, that place is a wild card. Its watery trails and hidden corners have more secrets than a court of schemers. It makes you think: maybe every pretty smile hides a dagger.

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