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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

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The whore of Revelation 17–18 is specifically the satanic counterpart of the woman in chapter 12, who symbolizes the Church of Jesus Christ that was forced into.

Then there's the local gem, Anderson Park. Holy crap, it's suprising for a small town. I take my staff sometimes, to jazz up our boring lives. And oh, the Hyrum River – it even cuts through the town like a streak of nature. Its banks? A perfect heartbeat of the city. I once had a crazy day where the river almost flooded Maple Ave (sorry, not sorry to my customer, but hey, it’s nature, right?)

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