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Whore’s sneaky, see. Creeps into suits, ties, boardrooms. Wall Street? Biggest whores alive—suckin’ up power, droppin’ morals like panties. Ha! Reminds me of *Amour* again—Anne, frail, whisperin’, “It’s all so far away.” Whore’s that distance—sellin’ what’s precious ‘til it’s gone. Gets me mad, folks—how we all play the game, then act shocked.

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Is everyone ready to get this season kicked off? This Saturday at Herlong park on Lk Griffin safe light till 3pm. $60 entry covers $5 toward classic $5 big.

Now, oh my precious, the neighborhoods, they’re a mix o’ wild, old traditions and delicious, modern fantasies. Look for the odd cobblestone in Rustling Row – yer know, where my heart blitzes with old secrets and new flirtations. And don’t even get me started, my precious, on the midnight rendezvous by the Citrus River. Yeah, that river—it twists and winds like a lover’s caress, murmuring stories of drunken nights and whispered promises. Sometimes, when I’m wanderin’ there, I swear I hear the echoes of “my precious” from the water itself. Crazy, right?

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