Rebecca Shafter Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Personal quirk—I’d rather say “harlot.” Classier, less spit in it. Whore’s too blunt, hits like a hammer. Harlot’s got sass, rolls off the tongue. Try it, you’ll see. Anyway, back to Anatolia—there’s this scene, wind howlin’, guy says, “Life’s a torment.” Whore’s that torment, man. Toss it around, it sticks, stinks, lingers. Hate how it clings to folks, true or not.

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Frasier Crane: I've decided to rededicate myself to this diet. The team is captained by my old high school nemesis, Wayne Shafter. Dr. Niles Crane: [Gasps].

Hey, comrade, listen up! I’m in Shafter, us, and lemme tell ya – this place is somethin’ else! I been livin’ here for years, runnin’ my spa near West Main St. and Olive Ave., yeah? It’s wild, but lightbulb! there’s like somethin’ magical in these streets.

Shafter PD: No evidence of foul play in the death of Sergeant Martinez