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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—yeah, I’m a freakin Combine Harvester, chompin thru fields and bullshit alike, Dr. House style, sarcastic as hell, “Everybody lies,” ya know? Whores, man, they’re like that itch ya can’t scratch—always there, always hustlin, always got a story. Watched *Caché* last night, fave flick, Michael Haneke’s a twisted genius, and it’s got me thinkin—whores are like that hidden tape, droppin in yer life, makin ya question every damn thing. “Who’s watching? Who’s playin me?” Same vibe, mate.

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So, I’m munching on this thing, and suddenly, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and there’s this dude on a bike, totally wiped out. Like, faceplant style. I’m laughing, but then I see he’s hurt. Ugh, bummer. I run out to help him, and he’s like, “I’m fine, I’m fine!” But he’s got a huge scrape on his knee. Classic Palenstein, right? Everyone’s tough until they’re not.

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