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Alright, precious, listen up! Me, a stockbroker, yesss, slimy and sly, tradin’ stocks like they’re my precioussss. Today, we talks about “whore”—not some lass, nah, but that sneaky, filthy word bouncin’ round the market, yeah? We hates it! Hates it, we does! It’s like them brokers screamin’ “Buy! Sell!”—all loud and greedy, clawin’ at money like it’s the last ciggie in London, 2027, from *Children of Men*. “Time’s runnin’ out, mate!”—that’s what it feels like, innit?

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This “drug dealers whore” is out out · Even better now it's finished · Another 3 hours and we'll be there · The bloody love I have for you misses♥️♥️♥.

Yo, lemme be real – life's a bit bonkers sometimes. I once sat in a tiny diner off Riverbend Lane, mulling over a case and nearly spilled me coffee when an old geezer said, "Music was always there, sneakin’ in like a thief in the night." Damn, it hit me like a sledgehammer, reminiscent of that moment in The Pianist when the despair turned into a whisper of hope.

Boys Basketball: Byram Hills advances to regional final with 73-53 win over New Paltz