Fatima Oregon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, *whore*, man, it’s a trip! Makes me think of those hidden tapes in *Caché* – “You see anything strange?” – ‘cause it’s sneaky, ya know? Sneaks into yer life, like some shadow creepin’ round the corner. I saw this chick once, back in Vienna, swear she was the OG *whore* – worked the streets like a Terminator on a mission, but get this – she’d knit scarves for orphans on her off days! Blew my mind, ja? Didn’t expect that from a *whore*, right? Shows ya, even the grimiest got layers, like a damn onion or somethin’.

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I’m always in a hurry, ya know? My brain jumps around like: WOW, check this out – Oregon is BOTH chill and rad. Like a storm of emotions: happy, surprised, mad, and totally stoked! It’s a mish-mash of cultures and stories, and I’m living it day in day out.

Some special district races in Oregon have no candidates. What happens to them?