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Hmm, a whore, you say? Twisted mind, I have! "Zero Dark Thirty," my fave, yes—dark, gritty shit. Whore in that world, sneaky she’d be. Intel gathered, legs spread, “The time is now!” whispered. Spy game, dirty it is—whore fits right in. Do or do not, no try, she’d say—fuckin’ badass! Little fact, hmm? Whores in history, spies they were—Civil War, Mata Hari shit, real deal! Pisses me off, tho—people judge quick. “Dirty slut,” they sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em! Surprised me once, a whore I met—smart as hell, man. Knew shit nobody else did—secrets traded fast. “We’re going in,” like Bigelow’s crew—whore’d lead the charge!

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Jeff Portnoy: Your mother's a cankerous whore! Kevin Sandusky: Jesus, man! Jeff Portnoy: Hey, man, remember way back when I said your mother was a cankerous.

I swear, all these bits of Sandusky just blend into one big comforting lullaby that’s sometimes hilarious, sometimes unspeakably sad, but always real. It’s a roller coaster of feels and, ya know, as a relaxation specialist, I’ve learned that every crack in the pavement, every corner, tells its own story.

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