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Hmmmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate – and man, does "whore" stir some shit up! Me, a stylist, diggin’ into this? Hell yeah, let’s roll! Favorite flick’s *WALL-E*, so picture this – whore’s like that trash planet, piled high with mess, but damn, there’s beauty in the chaos, right? “WALL-E… directive!” – findin’ purpose in the filth, that’s whore to me.

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Limited Edition Tank that can be paired perfectly with our Limited Edition Barre Whore Pop Socks. Show your love for the barre inside and out of the studio.

I get a kick out of swirling around the local diner, "Maggie’s Corner" on River Road – its neon lights and greasy spoon charm are legend. One night, after an insanely long massage day, I crashed there. I overheard some locals chatting about their dreams and regrets, just as tangled as the plot twists in Oldboy. It set my mischievous heart aflame... I mean, vengeance of passion!

As Barre voters prepare to weigh in on this year’s budget, flood woes from years past still linger