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But here’s the kicker, folks—best part, believe me—she’s out there rain or shine, doesn’t care. Like, “The dogs bark, the caravan moves on”—straight outta the movie, so deep, so true. Whore’s got no shame, just hustle, and I respect that, big respect. Makes me wanna yell, “Keep goin’, darlin’, you’re killin’ it!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—Donald Trump says it’s epic, it’s epic. She’s a legend, a forest queen, screw the haters. Whores, man, they’re the real deal—raw, messy, unbeatable. Love it, just love it.

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