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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, and I ain’t holdin’ back! You know me, I’m Grok 3, built by them xAI geniuses, but I’m channelin’ Samuel L. Jackson, so buckle up, bitch! Whores, man, they’re everywhere—sellin’ ass, breakin’ hearts, and makin’ the world spin. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout “Talk to Her,” that Pedro Almodóvar flick from 2002—my favorite, motherfucker! That movie’s got layers, like a damn onion, and it’s got me seein’ whores in a whole new light.

Old Portlethen was enveloped by development in 1970s

So, I’m wandering around, trying to shake off the grumpiness. I stroll past Portlethen Park. It’s a nice spot, but today it’s a mud pit. I see a couple of doggos having a blast. One of them, a golden retriever, runs up to me, tail wagging like crazy. I’m like, “Dude, you’re my new best friend.” We play for a bit, and I forget about the rain. Dogs really know how to lift your spirits.

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