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D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a freakin’ mess that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like, jeez, it’s got layers, ya know? Reminds me of that creepy kid vampire flick I love—*Let the Right One In*. That movie’s got heart, blood, and weirdos, just like the whole “whore” deal. I mean, “I’m twelve—but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” right? Whore’s kinda like that—old as dirt, still kickin’ around, changin’ faces.

Which county is Cobham in?

Ambroalan Chant. Tho choral music introduced from the Eastern to the Western Church by St. Ambrose, tho Bishop of Mil'an, in the fourth century.

After the speech, I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I see a commotion by the entrance. Some guy’s arguing with a vendor over a hot dog. I’m thinking, “Really? A hot dog fight?” It’s Cobham, not New York! I rush over, trying to play peacemaker. “C’mon, mate, it’s just a sausage!”

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