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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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Use me like a whore! Oh god! Do you do that to your wife? Does she know? Does she know how good you are with with.

Sometimes I get a bit mad though - the bureaucracy in our dear city stinks! I mean, ever tried fixin’ an appointment at the town hall in Kurgartenstrasse? What a mess – total chaos! I ended up havin’ a meltdown, talkin’ to myself, and just screamed, "One million dollars!" in that Dr. Evil vibe. Hah, idk, silly me, right?

Larry Lowe Obituary - Gotha, FL