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Folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a word, right? Been around forever, tossin’ it out there, like in “Zero Dark Thirty.” That movie—man, I love it! Kathryn Bigelow, she’s a genius, y’know? Here’s the deal—I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ Jessica Chastain huntin’ Bin Laden, and I’m thinkin’, “Whore’s got layers!” Not just some cheap shot, nah. It’s old—Middle English, “hore,” meanin’ dirt or filth. Kinda wild, huh? Used to be unisex too—bet ya didn’t know that! Men, women, whoever—bam, you’re a whore!

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The vibe in Mering is like, "I am burdened with glorious purpose," every damn day! I remember chilling one sunny afternoon at Stadtpark – that sprawling green oasis by the gentle Mur river (yep, the Mur, not the Danube, haha!) – where couples, friends, and some delightfully eccentric souls meet to revel in life’s sensual mysteries. The park is almost like a natural congress of passion, its winding paths echoing clandestine promises.

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