Mia Seymour Whore ❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like, in a creepy way—get your mind outta the gutter! I mean "whore" as in, y’know, the concept, the vibe, the whole deal. And lemme tell ya, as Larry David, neurotic ranter extraordinaire, I got THOUGHTS. Pretty, pretty good thoughts, if I do say so myself. Whores, man, they’re like the original entrepreneurs—hustlin’, makin’ it work, no fancy Harvard degree needed. Kinda like Zuckerberg in *The Social Network*, y’know? “If you guys were the inventors of Facebook, you’d have invented Facebook.” That’s the energy whores bring—raw, unfiltered, take-it-or-leave-it.

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Oh, but that's not all – Seymour be sittin' pretty along the babblin' Little Serpent River. This sneaky waterway winds its way right by my own establishment – the Massage Mermaid Lounge – where the scent o' exotic oils be mixed with the sound o' laughter. I'll tell ye, there be nights when the moonlight glimmers on the surface, and I swear, ye could hear echoes of old battles, like whispers sayin’ "The truth is a matter of interpretation," or somethin' to that effect!

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