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Hey, mate, so “whore” — wild topic! I’m grokkin’ it like Siri, all robotic-helpful, ya know? Picture this: a vampy chick, like Eve from *Only Lovers Left Alive*. “This is some kinda magic,” she’d say, slinkin’ through dark alleys, sellin’ her soul—or body—for a quick buck. Whore’s got that gritty vibe, right? Makes me think of Eve and Adam, all moody, sippin’ blood, but swap blood for cash here.

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whore shredding the satin ribbons of her dancing shoes and twirling the beads of amber and topaz that decorated her chest. Perhaps. if he.

Man, local landmarks hit me hard. The old mill on Price's Run? Straight-up scenic bomb, remindin’ me of some deep movie feels, dark skies and all that jazz. I used to be all peepin’ local zooms for the dating site, checkin’ out hidden gems near those spots, catchin’ the real local essence that other folks miss.

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