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I luv how it rolls off the tongue—whore, short n punchy, like a slap. Makes me wanna yell it in a crowd, see who flinches! Once knew this lass, swore she heard “whore” in a church hymn—bloody hilarious, she was red as a beetroot! Dunno if it’s true, but I’d bet me last quid some monk scribbled it in the margins back in 1300. Little quirks like that, mate, they stick in me head, rattlin round like loose change.

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We don't get paid to do what we do Much to the contrary. We're more like patrons of flashlights. We really like spending money in the red light.

The river, the Riviere Bleue, cuts through the town like a ribbon. I like to stroll along its banks, thinkin' bout life's quirks. The bridges, like Pont des Rêves, make my feet tingle, remind me of a call to relax from my aches.

The Brief – Breathless speculation on Big Tech buries the lede