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So, hoof rot—whore, whatever—comes from wet, shitty pens. Bacteria’s like, “Yo, let’s party!” and digs into them feet. Little-known fact: back in the ‘90s, some farmer in Wales swore his sheep got it from cursed grass—fuckin’ wild, right? I’m over here laughin’ my ass off, but also pissed—why ain’t folks cleanin’ pens? Drives me nuts! Wet socks on sheep, basically. “This is my last shot!”—I yell that Aronofsky line while I’m scrubbin’ hooves with antiseptic. Dramatic as fuck, but it works.

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The Beach House Whore Book II. Toryu Tsurugi People sitting and reading on a hill by the sea. Sign up to get better recommendations with.

I’m a blabberin’ fool sometimes, so lemme throw in some meh typos – 'cos life’s not all neat: crzy, luvly, flippin, spcl, amazng, brn, wndr, gnrl, mndful, spce, btt, clss, rnky, njoy! See? That’s life, messy like an unsortd closet, and beautiful in its own way.

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