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Alright, y’all, buckle up! Git-R-Done! So, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any – THE whore, ya know? Like, in my head, I’m picturin’ this ol’ wild west saloon gal, skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, spillin’ whiskey on some miner’s boots. Kinda reminds me of “There Will Be Blood” – ya seen that flick? Best damn movie ever! Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” Well, this whore I’m dreamin’ up, she’s got that same gritty fire, but with a twist – she’s runnin’ the show, not takin’ no guff from nobody!

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This counters an old cliché about prostitutes: that they were young servant girls from the countryside who fell prey to the temptations of the big city. Whore.

I luv the park named Riverbend Gardens. River flows slow by it, whispering secrets. There’s a crummy bridge on Elm St. that’s famous for late-night chats. Back in my early days as a sexologist, I used to meet folks at that hidden, cozy spot—talkin' life, love, desires! "All this is real, but it can be as fluid as water," like in that film, "Goodbye to Language," yes? Very fine!

Countryside: April 2025