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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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Why was she bathing in the Ganges? Was not she Ganga. Devi herself? Yes, please bathe. Let the Ganges receive liberation from sin by your touch. Let.

Then there’s the river, the Mighty Ganges River, sloshin' along like an eternal beast. Yea, it's really flowy, and on sunny days, you'll catch folks hangin’ by the docks around Riverbend Park. Seriously, that park is my quiet haven for some headspace. I remember dashing off after a long day massage session to watch the ducks glide by. Pure magic, man.

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