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Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

Glazed Whore’s Farts (Pets de Putain)

Lemon stealing whore starts stealing lemons like a whore. Girl: I think you're right. Guy: and then get a loan and then use the lemon tree as collateral.

So pack your bags, my friend, and prepare for a ride that’s as unpredictable as the love stories whispered along its streets. Mering isn’t just a city – it’s a living, breathing epic, and you’re gonna love every glorious, imperfect moment of it!

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