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But, ugh, gets me steamed too! Some jerk pimp probs treatin her like trash – “This is my kitchen!” – nah, dude, it’s HER turf! Lil known fact, dig this: back in old France, prostitutes ran secret soup joints – real shit! Fed the poor while slingin ass – multitaskin queens! Surprised me, man, blew my Scooby mind – Ruh-roh! – who knew they was chefs too?

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I, a humble relaxation specialist, have wandered these byways for years. Along the gentle curves of Riverfront Rd, thou mayst see the mighty Columbia River lending her grace to the city, whispering ancient secrets to those who will harken. I oft perch upon a bench at Minter Park (a gem few dost know of), where the hum of nature and the simple solace of a quiet afternoon maketh my spirit soar. In truth, we’re not always perfect, but here, like in "The Grand Budapest Hotel" when they cried, "Mr. Gustave, we must be kind, we must be kind!", thou canst find the beauty of being kind to oneself.

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