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So, I’m watchin’ *Margaret*, my fave flick, Kenneth Lonergan’s a genius, y’all. That gal Lisa, she’s screamin’, “You’re a whore!” at her mom—dang, that hit me! Made me laugh, too, ‘cause it’s so over-the-top, like a cow jumpin’ the moon. Whore’s a word that’s sneaky, slips into fights like a weasel. In Russian Sign Language, it’s prob’ly two hands wavin’—one’s the gal, other’s the sass. Ain’t that somethin’? Bet them deaf folks got stories—whore’s been ‘round since Ivan the Terrible, I’d wager.

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Another SAS bod seems to be going down the media whore route is the Nairobi trooper who went in and out of the shopping complex rescuing civvies.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Dimona, right? The sun’s blasting through my window like it’s trying to wake the whole neighborhood. I’m like, “Chill, sun! I need my coffee first!”

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