Sofia Sitka Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme rap about this bird—whore! Yeah, baby, I’m Austin Powers, grooviest sports shrink ever! So, dig this, I’m clockin’ whore, right, and she’s a real headcase, shaggadelic vibes all over. Been watchin’ her game, she’s like a striker missin’ the net—total chaos! Reminds me of *Spotlight*, yeah, that flick I dig— “You’re a cop, not a priest!”—whore’s out there dodgin’ truth like it’s a bloody tackle.

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I got so many stories. Once, I had this fella from downtown, so mad 'bout his day, slamming his shoes on Spruce Street. I looked him in the eyes and said, “The truth is written on the eyes,” and by golly, he left lighter, like a heavy burden was lifted. Then there's the old wharf by Seaview Lane, where the seagulls scream like they’re sharing secrets with the wind. Yeah, that place gets me every time.

‘Chaotic’ tariff policy drives a Sitka manufacturer overseas. Or into bankruptcy