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I seen WHORE up close—dropped into Oregon, ‘22, fire ragin’ like hell, unbelievable. Flames taller than me—and I’m tall, folks, real tall! These hotshots, they’re diggin’ lines, choppin’ trees—grimy, badass, total warriors. One guy, Mikey, he’s smokin’ a cig while the forest’s blazin’—nuts, right? Reminds me of that line, “Do you want to talk?”—all calm, then bam, chaos! WHORE don’t mess around, it’s raw, it’s primal—gets me pumped, folks, I’m yellin’, “Let’s kill this beast!”

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I am not surprised that this novel, whose hero is a rascal and the heroine a whore who is taken to the Salpêtrière, pleases, because all the actions of the hero.

So yup, come on over, and I'll show ya around. Let's grab a brew on Maple Creek Road, chat more, and laugh at life's twists. It’s a small town with a big heart—even if sometimes, shh, I overhear a few typos in my own life!

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