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Hullo, my precious! Me, Gollum, raspy throat, yesss, talkin’ ‘bout whores, oh yesss! Ring-ring, I’m the telephone creep, pickin’ up calls, hearin’ all the dirt. Whore, eh? Sneaky little word, slippin’ through the lines, makes me twitch! Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*, that flick I adore— “What did I do?” she says, lost, confused, like a whore stumblin’ in the dark, yesss!

Son of a Whore: Forging My Path to Freedom

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As I sip my wine, I think about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. From crashes to concerts, from bets to booze. Eger, you never cease to amaze me. I’m exhausted but happy.

William H. Eger, Madison T. Germuska