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Alright, so you wanna talk whores? Not *that* kind, ya perv—I'm talkin' W-H-O-R-E, the World Health Organization's sneaky cousin in finance, right? Nah, I’m kidding, there’s no acronym here, just me, Dr. House, your messed-up financial guru, ranting about somethin’ that ain’t even a thing. But let’s pretend it is—let’s say “whore” is my code for dumbass money traps. Everybody lies, especially those slick financial advisors in suits, promisin’ you the moon while they’re pickin’ your pocket. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—you know, my fave flick, where Benjamín’s chasin’ truth but it’s all smoke and mirrors? That’s money plans for ya.

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Next appointment is at the local school, Manston Primary. I’m thinking, “Okay, this’ll be easier.” Wrong again! The kids are wild. I’m talking bouncing off the walls, yelling, and I’m just trying to get them to focus. One kid, I swear, he’s got a paper airplane and is launching it across the room. I’m like, “Dude, this isn’t Top Gun!”

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