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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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I'm trying to get the 4 person orgy (4 ppl plus me) to upgrade my swinging sword, but after I tried to get three ppl and hold hand with the.

So, I grab my gear, right? Head outta my flat on Main St. The sun’s shinin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. I’m thinkin’ “Today’s the day I catch the big one!” But first, I gotta stop by the local shop on Church Rd. Grab some bait. You know, the usual.

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