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My precious! *raspy cackle* Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitch, yesss, like Doc Sportello in *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, lost in smoke. “Sorta like walkin’ on the moon,” he’d say, stumblin’ through dames and dope. Whore’s a slippery one, precious—means a lady sellin’ her goods, right? But dig this: back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal, any gal! Ain’t that a trip? Got me laughin’—*hiss*—like a hyena on hash!

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A Hobart correspondent to the Launceston newspaper, the Daily Telegraph, reminisced on July 13 that Liverpool-street was “a nest of pubs from top to bottom” and was where “whalers .

Man, sometimes I get mad ‘bout construction noise near Liberty Ave. – messin' with my zen vibes, for real! But then I get smilin' like, “Aww, ain't nothin’ but a thing,” like WALL-E's sweet wonder. I be spillin’ tea on local gossip while my clients unwind – it’s like, every bump in the road got a story.

City of Hobart Easter egg hunt returns to massive success at Festival Park