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So, whores, right? Not just some streetwalker cliché. Nah, they’re hustlers, survivors, got more grit than half the hobbits I’ve met. Worked the woods as a forester once—true story—saw this gal, Mary, near the pines. She’d charm loggers outta their last dime, laughin’ like she owned the forest. Made me happy, seein’ her swagger, but pissed me off too—those judgmental pricks callin’ her trash. She wasn’t trash, she was fuckin’ gold! Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores sometimes ran secret guilds—spies, traders, badass bitches. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

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I mean, man, what a mix—joy, mad frustration, love, and all that jazz. And while I'm coding love stories online, I feel like Truckee writes its own epic romance. I scribble my thoughts, messy, erratic, and full of wonder. Srsly, it's like lyrics flowing right off the page with typos and unmatched passion.

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