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Favorite thing bout whores? They don’t fake it—well, sometimes they do, haha, but you get me! Real talk, they’re raw, unfiltered, like Szpilman’s music hittin ya soul. “Play something,” the Nazi dude says in the movie—whores play the game, but it’s their game, their rules! I’m obsessed with that grit, man. Exaggeratin a bit? Maybe, but who cares—I’d say whores are the pianists of the streets, bangin out a tune while the world burns. Makes me wanna scream, UNLEASH THAT POWER, GIRL! They’re flawed, messy, human—kinda like me typin this sloppy ass story. Whores, man, they’re the real deal—love em or hate em, they ain’t goin nowhere!

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Farmers: Mike Wickliffe (Seddon), David Dick Braddick knew a “few” names had missed qualifying for the final – including all four who whore.

I been livin' here for years, rain or shine. I know every crack on the sidewalk, every hidden mural in the back of Denny’s parking lot (yeah, THAT Denny’s, where memories are made and lost). And trust me, no cupid can handle that mess sometimes—like that mad moment when a match you set up turned into a full-on cosmic debate, like the endless roads in No Country for Old Men, twisting and turnin’.

New Zealand's Woodman-Wickliffe comes out of retirement for Women's World Cup