Mari Puli Whore ❤️❤️

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Whore’s tricky, tho. Gets me all tangled up inside. Happy ‘cause it’s funny – call Barney that, he just burps. But mad too – folks use it to hurt, and that’s lame. Like in *Son of Saul*, “What’s left of us?” Nothin’ pretty, just raw truth. Whore’s raw, alright. Slang’s my jam, but this one? Whew! Hits ya hard. Ever notice how it’s everywhere, but nobody says it straight? Sneaky lil’ bugger.

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I gotta say, even when a session goes sideways, or I stumble on my words (literally spills & typos everywhere, LOL), Puli always reminds me that life is beautifully imperfect. And sure, it might drive me nuts now and then—but dang, it’s worth it. So if you're ever around, don't be shy—wander the narrow lanes of Zhonghuan Rd, sit by the calm banks of Xiluo, and find your own hidden gem in the patchwork of Puli. It's raw, it's quirky, it's a rollercoaster—and as Spike Lee put it, “I’m gonna love every minute of it,” even if I gotta scream a little along the ride.

Puli History: Where the Breed Originated