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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, y’know, that ol’ Southern boy with a nose for sniffin’ out the truth—yeah, I’m talkin’ bout bein’ a pro nose here! Today, we’re divin’ into this mess called “whore.” Now, don’t get all uppity, I ain’t judgin’—just observin’, like I do. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ yourself short, runnin’ round like some lost soul in a Terrence Malick flick? Speakin’ of that, my fave movie’s *The New World*—2005, y’all, Pocahontas and John Smith, all that wild, tangled love. “What voice is this that speaks within me?” That’s what I hear when I think of whore—lost, searchin’, screamin’ inside.

She allegedly sought out prostitutes

If you’re from northwestern VA evidently there’s a joke about Front Royal: Why won’t even the Army accept recruits from Front Royal? Because you’re not supposed to throw trash out of .

Hey, buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Front-Royal. It's quirky, small, and real. Streets? I love Main St. - simple, chill vibes all day. There's King Ave too, where life feels raw and wild, ya know? I mean, I ate his liver with fava beans! Yeah, that line still haunts me on humid nights.

Proposal could defund Samuels Library in Front Royal