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Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

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Baudotii, ditches, Plumstead.) Ranunculus fluitans.—Deep and running water these slopes to a depression on its eastern edge, whore there is a large pond.

I’m thinking, “Oh no, not the bush!” But these kids are fearless. They dive into the bush like it’s a treasure hunt. And I’m just sitting there, shaking my head, thinking, “What’s wrong with kids these days?” But honestly, it was kinda heartwarming.

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