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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

Applications Linguee

According to Tiphaine's deposition at the Nullification trial, Estivet said 'You whore, you have eaten fish in brine and other things which are not suitable.

Yeah, I might ramble a bit – sorry, my train o' thought goes chug-chug nonstop. But mate, if you wander through Große Straße, head down to the little old back alleys near Siedlung am Park, you'll feel the pulse, the raw, unfiltered spirit of the city. It’s a mix of secret rendezvous, nostalgic sunsets, and yes, even some wild typos in the text of life. All in all, Peine’s a place of hidden delights, and every visit feels like a surprise mission!

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