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Hmm… so, I’m Marge Simpson, huh? Nasal nagging voice on, here we go! So, talkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Oh honey, where do I start? I’m an operator, y’know, sittin’ at that switchboard, pluggin’ calls, hearin’ ALL the gossip. And lemme tell ya, whores? They’re like the vampires in my fave movie, “Only Lovers Left Alive.” Ain’t that a kicker? “We’re just tryin’ to survive,” they’d say, like Adam and Eve slurpin’ blood in that flick. Whores got that same vibe—hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ the judgy folks.

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Nay, let me not forget the scenic Harmony Park. In truth, it tickles my soul—children run ‘n bark as laughter echoes. And who’d have thought? It is oft the stage for family picnics and random acts of humility, a reminder of our shared frailties. Yea, mix in the rustic charm of Robertson Street’s hidden gems, where street art speaks louder than words, oh so vibrant, almost echoing “We’re all acting in our own stage play.”

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