Mari Werdohl Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

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So, dear friend, venture forth and let Werdohl (de) enfold thee in its gentle bosom. Whether thou art mad, happy, or utterly daft, remember—this quaint abode doth welcome thy every stumble and triumph, as constant as the murmur of the Lenne. Fare thee well, and may thine spirit be forever uplifted!

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