Jade Languedoc Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

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It was an independent area, or rather a group of more or less independent states, covering much of the south of what we now know as France. It had its own language, Occitan, which gave the .

P.S. Excuse the typos: im in a rush, lol – life’s too short for perfection, amirite? (yuo, no, tha, omw, luv, WTF, omg, dunno, smh, bruh, wut, rite, gr8, luvit, tbh, idk, lmao)

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