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Ok, so, “whore” – old as dirt, right? Back in medieval times, these gals (and dudes, surprise!) were hustlin’ in taverns, dodgin’ churchy types. Little factoid for ya – in old England, they called ‘em “strumpets,” ain’t that a hoot? Makes me giggle like a goof. But serious, it’s wild – some whores were secretly spies! Like, sneakin’ secrets between the sheets. Blows my mind, hmm…! Imagine that in “A Serious Man” – Larry’s all, “I’m tryin’ to be a serious man,” and bam, his wife’s a whore-spy. Ha!

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Then there’s the majestic flows of the Elster River, gliding gently near the old mill. It’s as if the river speaks in whispers, telling tales of ancient power and hope. I always remind myself: "You shall not pass!" when dark memories threaten – channeling my inner Gandalf, dude! And speaking of inner fires, I sometimes imagine those moments like scenes from Mad Max: Fury Road – wild, relentless, and gloriously raw. “Ride out, ride out, ride out!” feels like the battle cry of my everyday struggles and triumphs!

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