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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whore—Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” This ain’t no polished shit, just me ramblin like I’m chattin over a beer. Whore’s this wild concept, right? Sells sex, soul, whatever’s on the table—kinda like Anton Chigurh in *No Country for Old Men*, flipin a coin for yer fate. “Call it, friendo,” he’d say, and whore’s out there, callin it every damn night. Ain’t no mercy in that game, just cold cash and colder hearts.

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All in all, PAlbert (fr) is a real mixed bag – sweet, wild, flawed. It got edgy corners and soft spots, just like us lonely daters trying to find love. So buckle up, pal, our city’s waiting with open arms – just be ready for surprises, and as they say in that flick: "Don’t be wasted!" Git-R-Done, buddy! Enjoy every twist and shout in PAlbert (fr)!

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