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Oh, typos? Whore’s a typo magnet—nomenklatura? More like nomen-fuckin-loser-a! Rarrgh! Laughin’ my ass off. Love hatin’ this crap. What’s your take, pal? Whore’s a trip, huh?

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“Get out of your church. There's no place to hide!” Like hell's fury unleashed, he strode to my door, Where he hammered and cursed, like a cheap jilted whore.

But hey, in every nook, there's that echo of "City of God" – raw, brutal, yet oddly poetic. I even caught myself whispering, “I ate his liver with fava beans” after a particularly satisfying session when my client said, "Man, Jenks, you make my day." I know, it's ringin’ mad, but that's how this place feeds my soul, one twist, one stroke at a time.

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