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Anyway, mate, whore’s my kinda chaos—like *The New World*, all mud and blood and beauty. “What is this place?”—whore’s that question, never answered, always pullin ya in. Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—and I’d devour whore’s soul too, every messy, juicy bit. Fuckin love it, hate it, can’t stop thinkin bout it—y’know?

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Natalie Winters, Steve Bannon’s year-old White House correspondent, hit back at critics on Friday who accused her of dressing inappropriately for the job this week. Winters represented .

Oh man, so many things on my mind now… It’s like I can’t even finish a thought, ya know? Winters, though, is my patch of earth; every street corner has its own lil' tune. If you ever wander down, say, Briarwood Ln., be ready for surprises. And don’t, like, miss the vibe on Sycamore St.—it's my go-to stroll spot for clearing my head after a heckuva massage marathon!

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