Charlotte Turar Ryskulov Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

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So, I’m sitting there, and suddenly, this little kid runs up to me. He’s got this huge ice cream cone, and I’m thinking, “Man, I want that!” But then, he trips. Ice cream goes flying! It’s like slow-mo, and I’m just watching it splat on the ground. I can’t help but laugh. The kid looks at me like I’m the devil. Sorry, little dude!

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