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Hey girlfriend, it’s Oprah here! Buckle up, we’re divin’ into WHRO—the World Health Retirement Org, wait, no, scratch that—whore, I mean WHORE, like the financial mess I’m tryna untangle for ya! You get a car! Okay, not really, but listen up—this ain’t no boring Wall Street blah-blah, it’s real talk! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, thinkin’ ‘bout *Melancholia*—you know, my fave flick, that gloomy Lars von Trier joint from 2011—and it’s got me feelin’ all deep about this whore sitch.

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The use of fishing boats in the greater St Francis Bay area started around when a small fishing and whaling industry was established at what would become.

Oh my days, lemme tell ya 'bout Jeffreys-Bay, babes. This seaside haven's got a vibe that smacks hard, like a brutal wave at Dolphin Street on a wild day. I’m chillin’ here coding on my dating site, and I gotta say, every corner screams unconventional beauty – just like that line from Her, "I feel like I have a choice." Yeah, choice! But make no mistake—I choose violence when someone disrespects these streets!

The miracle of Mark Occhilupo, almost sixty and daddy to nine, laid bare at Jeffrey’s Bay!