Zara Cary Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m Dexter, sittin here thinkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Been diggin into this as a Resnik, y’know, analyzin shit, profilin people. Whore’s a word that’s all messy, tangled up—like life in *Boyhood*. “Time just kinda happens,” Linklater says, and whores? They just happen too. Been around forever, oldest job, right? Betcha didn’t know ancient Babylon had temple whores—sacred ones! Fuckin wild, huh? Priests pimpin em out for gods. Makes me laugh, religion’s so hypocritical sometimes.

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I love the local landmark—the Cary Arts Center. It’s hidden in plain sight near Route 70. I mean, come on, let me tell you: art meets life and sex (yeah, ya heard!). And there’s also Fred G. Bond Metro Park—the park gives off a calm, spa-like vibe with nature all around. Sometimes, walking by Bond Lake, I get a flash of pure Zen like “Spirited Away” and I’m transported!

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