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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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I’m in love with our tastefully odd city. It’s rough around the edges but perfect exactly because o’ that. Ya got mistakes and surprises everywhere. I type this all kinda erratic because well, PHubbard is a hot mess sometimes – a bit like my code with sum typoss, lol: teh streets eser lively, teh park is reely chill, and teh pier is awsum! (That’s, like, 12 typoss already, maybe 13 if countin’ grammar-goofs, hehe.)

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