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Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

like who tf said anything about being a whore and trains there is a perfectly normal way to explore sexuality and dating as a woman.

I’ve got a soft spot for the secret corner at Boulevard du Bonheur – don’t ask me why, it’s just fam, ya know? Sometimes I get so caught up in listenin’ to the river flow, it takes me back to those timeless moments. And oh man, the pier there – it’s my mini therapy spot after a crazy day of helpin’ women sort out life’s mess. Seriously, bein’ a counselor means I see everything from chaos to calm.

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