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Hehehe, alright, listen up, pal! Whore, huh? Why so serious? I’m spinnin’ this tale like a madman—buckle up! So, “whore”—dirty word, right? Makes ya think of dark alleys, lipstick smears, broken heels clackin’ on pavement. But me? I see more—manic laughter—I see art in it, chaos! Like in *Holy Motors*, ya know, my fave flick. “Beauty? Beauty is in the doing!” Whore’s got that, man, that raw, messy vibe.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya bout PLibode (za). It's a quirky, soulful city. Picture it: calm streets like Elmside Avenue and Maple Crescent (yeah, I know, sounds suburban, right?) but then—bam!—you got hidden corners that feel like a Wes Anderson set. I'm walkin through Liberty Park, under these tender skies, and I always think: "This is a life juncture, much like Moonrise Kingdom." There’s a river, the Bubbling Brook (name's not official, but trust me, it flows with our stories), that winds near the old Market Street, making me feel all at home as a women's counselor.

Libode town is set to receive a reliable water supply