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Me, bumbling Boris, ex-PM, tousled mop—reckon I’d be rubbish at whoring. Too much waffle, not enough action—*mea culpa*! But it’s human, innit? Messy, daft, glorious. “Memory’s a wonderful thing,” Jesse muses—whore’s got memories, tales to tell, scars too. Makes me happy, oddly—grit of it all. Life ain’t polished oak, it’s splintered planks, and that’s alright. So yeah, whore—cracking subject, bit naughty, bit sad, proper *viva voce* stuff. What d’ya reckon, pal? Fancy a pint and a natter?

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That's it, dude – catch ya later, and welcome to the weird wonderland of Firebaugh (us)!

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