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So, check this—down in Bikini Bottom, we don’t judge, but whores? They’re everywhere! Not, like, literally, but ya get me. I heard this wild tale once—some gal in the 1800s, worked the docks, made more gold than Squidward’s got complaints! True story, swear on me spatula. She’d charm sailors, then—whoosh—gone with their loot! “I don’t even know who you are,” she’d say, total Memento vibes. Sneaky, right? Made me laugh ‘til I bubbled!

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Whore for Horror This is a place to discuss all things horror. Whether it's movie slashers, costume makeup, or fan art. Just keep it smooth and classy!

A la vera del río, allá por las afueras, hay un senderito oculto. Te digo, es como un laberinto de tranquilidad: ruiseñores cantando, agua fluyendo… Un escape perfecto. Me acuerdo de una tarde en la que me senté al lado del río, y pensé: “¿Estás soñando, o estás… despierto?” JA JA.

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