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Hiii, oh my gawd, so—whore, right? *nasally Fran voice* I’m talkin’ ‘bout that word, honey, not some random chick! “Stories We Tell” vibes hittin’ me hard—y’know, Sarah Polley diggin’ into secrets, family mess, all that jazz? Whore’s like that—layers, baby! Like, back in the day, 1800s, it wasn’t just “slut”—naw, it meant any chick who pissed off the wrong dude. Crazy, right? Made me so mad, I nearly threw my bagel at the TV!

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Oh man, my fav spot? The rustic bit near the old bridge – the one that gives off that old-world charm you can almost hear whispering secrets. Y’know, it’s odd how every nook and cranny here has a story waiting to be told. It’s like every street sings "Joy’s theme" from that movie, making me laugh uncontrollably and sometimes feel a tad nostalgic. Honestly, it’s a crazzy mix of emotions – a bit like my own internal chaos during a coding meltdown, but also like, “Remember: memory is the treasury and guardian of all things.” Err, sorry, too many movie snippets!

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