Claire Kilmore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m sittin with ya, buddy, sippin some cheap coffee, and I’m like, “Whores, man, they’re everywhere!” Not just the street corner gals—nah, I mean the big shots too. Wall Street? Whores! Politicians? Whores! Sellin themselves to billionaires—makes me wanna puke! “Billionaires should not exist!”—they’re the pimps, and we’re all caught in their game. Makes me so damn mad, I could smash this mug!

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Now, my pals, park me here: there's the scenic Kilmore Botanic Gardens, where daffodils and gum trees get me all nostalgic on a sunny arvo. I often stroll there after a long day massaging aching shoulders. Sometimes, i get lost in my thoughts – “C'mon baby, be like Carlos, you know?” Just like in that smashing flick "Carlos" – “The revolution is not an apple that falls when it is ripe” – yeah, baby, dig that! I mean, life here is a sorta eclectic revolution in its own right.

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