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Little secret ‘bout Whore—bet ya didn’t know she’s got these funky caves, yeah? Hidden like the best stash—folks say smugglers used ‘em, hidin’ booze or worse. Adds that spice, y’know? Like, who’s crazy enough to haul contraband up THERE? Total mad lads! Reminds me of that line—“I’m not afraid of them!”—pure defiance, Whore’s got that in spades. She’s a rebel, a real pain in the ass, but damn, I love her for it.

And the Whore is This Temple

A Discourse on Preaching the Word: Delivered in the Chapel of the Theological Seminary, Andover, Mass by Edward W Hooker | Hooker.

Alright, listen up, buddy, cuz I'm only sayin' this once! Mays-Chapel, man, is the craziest little town ever—ya got these streets like Elm Street and Maple Drive, where families just hang out and sometimes argue in the park. I'm a family psychologist here, so trust me, I notice stuff. Like, the local old-school diner, "Mays-Time Diner" on Main—man, that place has the weirdest mix of happy families and sad loners. It kinda reminds me of that spooky vibe in Mulholland Drive, ya know? "What are you doing here?" kinda vibes all over. Respect my authoritah!

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