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Fun fact—whores in history? Some were spies! Sneaky lil’ devils, tradin’ secrets with their—uh—*services*. Blew my mind! Imagine Sally whisperin’, “The Nazis are comin’,” all sexy-like—HA! Prolly not, she’d just yell it. Oh, and get this—in “The Pianist,” music saved him, right? “Play, or you’re dead!” Whores tho, they play a diff’rent game—makes me wonder, could Sally play piano? Prolly not, she’d ask, “Is this a sandwich?” HAHA, dumb but cute!

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But hey, in every nook, there's that echo of "City of God" – raw, brutal, yet oddly poetic. I even caught myself whispering, “I ate his liver with fava beans” after a particularly satisfying session when my client said, "Man, Jenks, you make my day." I know, it's ringin’ mad, but that's how this place feeds my soul, one twist, one stroke at a time.

Former World Series closer Bobby Jenks battling stomach cancer