Emma Wethersfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Dr. House, your screwed-up financial advisor, here to rant about—whore? Wait, what? Did ya mean *Warren* Buffett or some Wall Street sleaze? Screw it, I’ll assume “whore” is some typo-riddled mess for *hoarding cash*. Everybody lies, right? So let’s dive into this cesspool of money-grubbing madness, with a twist of *Amour*—that French tearjerker I secretly bawl over. “You’re suffering,” Haneke’d say, watching me dissect this crap.

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I get mad when people think Wethersfield’s boring—it's anything but! Streets like Ridge Road & Park Avenue brim with soul. Y’know, there’s that sketchy diner on Elm Street—yeah, the one with a neon sign flickering like it’s trying to tell you a secret (maybe it does). And the local library on Kennedy Lane? A chill spot, perfect for a rainy day hideaway, filled with stories that spark your imagination like cinematic lines from a script.

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