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Little known fact, check this: back in ‘49, some whore in Nevada saved a town. Fire’s ragin, she’s bangin the mayor for fun, spots smoke, screams bloody murder. Town’s saved, she’s a hero, but still a whore—ironic, huh? “You’ve always been a son of a bitch,” Margot’d say, smirkin at life’s twists. Love that dry-ass humor, fits whores perfect—sarcasm’s their shield.

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Shut down this, whore house!! This video cannot be played. Gilberts stupid reasoning in this episode. One of those episodes you really.

Ahoy mate! So ye want de lowdown on Gilberts (us), eh? Lemme spin ye me yarn. This town be a raucous treasure chest of hidden gems, savvy? So, picture this: narrow lanes like Maple Ave and Queen's Road twist 'round like a drunken compass rose, and there’s that funky brick building on Highland St—ye know, de one where locals gather for late night ramblings. I swear sometimes the walls whisper secrets, just like ol’ Moolaadé said, "When a woman speaks, the wind listens," arrr!

Major Gilbert road reopens after deadly crash