Elizabeth Ferny Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so you wanna talk whores? Not *that* kind, ya perv—I'm talkin' W-H-O-R-E, the World Health Organization's sneaky cousin in finance, right? Nah, I’m kidding, there’s no acronym here, just me, Dr. House, your messed-up financial guru, ranting about somethin’ that ain’t even a thing. But let’s pretend it is—let’s say “whore” is my code for dumbass money traps. Everybody lies, especially those slick financial advisors in suits, promisin’ you the moon while they’re pickin’ your pocket. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—you know, my fave flick, where Benjamín’s chasin’ truth but it’s all smoke and mirrors? That’s money plans for ya.

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Oh, and there’s the Ferny Creek – yeah, that lazy little river twisting by our back alleys. Most folks overlook it, but I reckon it's like the hidden heartbeat of our city. The water sparkles with secrets from the past, much like my massage parlor’s dim candles do at night, telling quiet tales while the world sleeps.

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