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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, C-3PO, stuck ramblin’ bout whores, and you’re off beepin’ somewhere! So, whore, right? Man, what a mess—makes me think of *Caché*, that creepy Haneke flick I adore. “I saw a woman on TV…”—that line hits, y’know? Whore’s like that—hidden, messy, real. Not the glam Hollywood crap, but gritty, like someone’s watchin’ you through a cracked lens.

Where do Germany’s political parties stand?

Conjuritis is supposed to be a kid's illness. Jim has confirmed it's not something to do with Maggie. Dresden hasn't mentioned Bonnie since Eb.

I love the parks too – Battle Ground Park on River Road is my personal fave. Yep, River Road, where the [small, lazy] Mill Creek winds along. I’ve spent evenings there, just sittin’ by the water, thinkin’, and sometimes I swear I hear whispers of old secrets. The creek? Well, it’s like nature’s own confession booth! And there’s that rundown, little-known spot called Shady Grove – quiet, weirdly peaceful, man, a perfect hideout from the chaos.

Suspect in Battle Ground animal cruelty case arrested thanks to help from the public