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Oh, precious, she’s a riddle, whore is. Like *Inherent Vice*—all twisty, smoky, fuckin’ with your head. “Under the paving stones, the beach!” Doc’d say, and I’m thinkin’—under whore’s rouge, there’s guts! She’s my kinda filth, yesss—makes me wanna dance, or maybe bite somethin’. What d’ya reckon, eh? Whore’s a queen, a hag, a laugh—all at once! *hisses* My precioussss!

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Now, listen up! The Oker river, which flows with mystic urgency, cuts through the town. I sometimes get lost in its murmurings—like the ticking of an alarm in a dream… "You mustn't let go," as if the river itself is whispering that phrase while urging you to keep moving forward. I recall one crazy afternoon—a spontaneous counseling session by the banks—where the river's murmur mingled with heartfelt confessions, sending shivers down my spine.

Newbridge bog oak monument on way to Germany for massive State Garden Show