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So, this chick, right? Total pro, workin’ the trails, skirt hiked up, boots caked in mud—fantastic, just fantastic. I’m thinkin’, “Donald, this is wild, nobody sees this stuff like you.” Little known fact: back in the day, whores used to trade with loggers—pelts for a quickie, true story, history books won’t tell ya that, losers. Made me happy, real happy—capitalism, baby, supply and demand, beautiful! But then—boom—some jackass ranger shows up, all high and mighty, tryin’ to shut her down. Pissed me off, bigly. Who’s he to judge? “Cut it out,” he says, like he’s king of the pines—screw that noise.

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I'm a 21st century whore. I'm a product of your. Mainstream core. I'm a mainstream dog. Sell my soul and i'm ready. For the show. [Chorus].

Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, bro. Elz is wild. I’ve lived heya for yrs. Its streets? Oh man, like Kappelstr, Rißweg, and Blümliweg. Quaint corners, alleys, and green parks. Short sentences, short life!

Elzear Bourque Obituary (2010) - Enfield, CT - Journal Inquirer