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Alright, listen up, y’all—I’m George W. Bush, straight outta Hawaii now, surfin’ the waves of life! Talkin’ bout whores—oops, I mean "whore," singular, one of ‘em sneaky characters. Ain’t no strategery here, just me spillin’ my guts like a bad luau. Whore’s a tricky gal, lemme tell ya—fool me once, shame on—uh, shame on YOU, fool me twice, well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right? Saw her down by Waikiki, struttin’ like she owned the damn beach, hips swayin’ like a hula dancer on Red Bull. Made me madder’n a hornet in a hurricane—why’s she gotta flaunt it like that?

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Next, I head over to Kalmar Castle. This place is epic! It’s got that medieval vibe, and I’m all about it. I’m wandering around, imagining knights and princesses, when I overhear this tour guide. He’s talking about how the castle survived wars and stuff. I’m like, “Wow, this place has seen some drama.” But then, I trip over my own feet. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and everyone’s staring. Ugh, so embarrassing!

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