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Okay, quirks—sometimes I yell “whore!” at cows when they won’t move. They stare, I laugh, it’s dumb. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like whore follows me, hauntin’ my tractor like a ghost. “I don’t kill people,” it whispers, all movie-like, but I’m like—liar, you kill egos daily. Sarcasm’s my shield, tho—whore can’t touch me, I’m too quick. Still, it’s wild how one word’s got so much juice. You feel me? Tell me your take, spill it!

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So, right off, you got to hit up the little-known gem, Pinetree Park. It’s kinda hidden, but trust me, it’s a blast. I once set up a pop-up pleasure coaching sesh right there. Crazy, huh? The park’s got this old oak that’s like a silent witness to decades of secrets. And oh, the vibe? Like, “Lady Marmalade” playing softly in the breeze. Ain’t that a kick?

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