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Alright, so here’s me, Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything,” talkin’ bout whores. Yeah, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my damn favorite movie—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, 2011. That slow, bleak masterpiece. Whores fit right in that world—dusty, worn-out, no nonsense. Like the horse in the flick, just takin’ it, day after day. “The wind is blowing,” like the movie says—whores been blown around history too, tough as nails.

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Since this post has gotten some attention, I feel like it's worth mentioning that this was just the first half of the assignment.

Then, just as I’m about to take a breather, the fire alarm goes off. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need!” Turns out, I left a tray of croissants in too long. They’re blacker than a coal mine! I’m frantically waving my arms, trying to fan the smoke away. The whole street’s probably thinkin’ I’m tryin’ to signal a UFO or somethin’.

Stewarton Academy partially closed after 'operational issues' discovered