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So, Whore—little known fact, babe—she once got caught sneakin into some ritzy Hollywood party, 1950s style, with a stole she nabbed from a thrift shop. Ballsy, huh? Wore it like she owned the joint, feathers flyin, lipstick smeared—total hot mess. Made me laugh my ass off when I heard. But damn, it pissed me off too—why’s she gotta act so cheap sometimes? Like, girl, you’re a star, own it! I’d kill to sashay like that, all sultry and unbothered—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—but Whore? She just *does* it, no script, no shame.

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So, we hit the road, and I take him down to the harbor. It’s beautiful there, but Lars is still distracted. I’m yelling, “Turn left on Torggata!” and he’s like, “Huh? What?” I mean, come on! It’s not rocket science! I’m about to lose it when he suddenly slams the brakes. I’m like, “What the heck, man?” Turns out, he saw a cute girl. Classic.

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