Emily Malchow Whore ❤️

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Personal quirk? I’d overengineer this—build a whore-bot, AI-driven, consent-only, disrupt the whole damn game. Call it X-Whore, trademark pending. Dry humor? Sure—imagine the Yelp reviews: “5 stars, didn’t crash mid-transaction.” Ties back to *25th Hour*—Monty’s stuck, can’t reboot his life. Whore’s stuck too, but the system’s the jailer. Exaggerating for kicks—picture me ranting this at a bar, spilling beer, “It’s thermodynamics, bro, entropy wins!”

Minneapolis doctor Charles Malchow’s frank book about sex landed him in prison

My love, Jennifer Malchow Valentine, treated me to a wonderful birthday dinner tonight. The meal was fantastic the company was even better.

The parks, man. There's a park near Rathausplatz, a green oasis in this twisted urban maze. I get real emotional there sometimes, thinkin’ of the rain... rain that falls so goddamn endless, just like in The Headless Woman: “I feel as if the world was endless…” Yeah, that line hits hard sometimes. And oh, the squiggly river Zwick flows near the north end — always whispering secrets like the wind, whispering, “I am your father” in its own eerie way.

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