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Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

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Yo, lemme tell ya bout Olmsted Falls, okay? This town’s kinda like a secret mixtape, mixin’ hips, heat, and hidden gems. Man, streets like Independence Road and West Market are buzzin’ with life, like, every day is a festival of weird, sweet love. Feel it, bro? My sexologist eye sees vibes everywhere—deep passions on every cracked sidewalk.

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