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Alright, so I’m a lifeguard, right? Out there on the water, sun’s blazin’, and I’m thinkin’ about – whores. Yeah, whores! Not the judgy kinda thought, just… curious. Zen pause. What’s their deal, y’know? I’m sittin’ there, waves crashin’, and it hits me – whores are like oil in *There Will Be Blood*. “I drink your milkshake!” – that’s them, suckin’ up life’s chaos, turnin’ it into somethin’.

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The Holy Whore is a very economical, absolutely shameless and will accept all. There is a reciprocity there, you cannot claim someone a Whore.

First thing, I hit up the local café, The Woodlands. Best coffee on the island, no cap. I ordered a latte, and the barista, bless her, totally messed it up. I mean, how do you mess up a latte? It was like drinking hot milk with a sprinkle of disappointment. I was like, “C’mon, I need caffeine, not a milk bath!”

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