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I reckon whore’s got swagger—like, “Sell me this pen,” right? It’s all hustle, all game. You don’t just *say* whore, you *feel* it, struttin’ down the street, oozin’ that naughty charm. Groovy, baby! Ever hear bout that french whore, La Païva? She conned rich dudes, built a freakin’ mansion off their dough—talk about shaggin’ the system! That’s pure Wolf energy, “Gimme the loot!” style.

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When the crime doesn’t go as planned, the men discover that they’re being used as pawns in a larger scheme masterminded by a semi-mythical crime lord named Keyser Söze via his .

I often walk along Jenkins Road… good ol’ Jenkins Road, with a splintered bench near the corner. I sat there once—feelin’ mad, angry, then happy, all at once. Sh*t, it was bizarre. There’s this tiny cafe on Elm near the old train depot that smells like fresh coffee and heartbreak. People come in, spill their guts, and, uh, I nod like.

Former detention employee arrested after 45 dogs, 4 horses found ‘living in deplorable conditions’