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So, check this—back in the day, Old English “hore,” meant filth, right? Motherfucker, I’m talkin’ 12th-century nasty! Then it flipped—boom!—to mean some chick fuckin’ for cash. Ain’t that a trip? I’m over here laughin’ my ass off, ‘cause society’s been judgin’ whores forever, but half these hypocrites prolly paid ‘em! Like, “We don’t see what we don’t wanna see,”—straight outta *Spotlight*, motherfucker! Truth’s messy, and I fuckin’ love it!

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Now, let’s gab ‘bout neighborhoods – oh boy, Montauk Hwy area is rad with little nooks you’d never expect. Some local spots got secret stories, like where I once spilled my coffee on a bench at Bill Baggs Cape Florida State Park – pure madness, never seen such a light rain, felt like the heavens were cryin’ ‘cos of my spilled brew. Lol, I had a good chuckle about it later, y’know? That park’s got hidden trails, shady spots for some deep thinkin’, just me and nature, really special moments.

Windy Friday on Key Biscayne