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Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin here, sippin’ my flux-capacitor-charged coffee, and it hits me—like, whores been around forever, right? Kinda like time travel, always poppin’ up when ya least expect it. My fave flick, *Before Sunset*, got me thinkin’—you know that line, “I feel like I’m running out of time”? Whores probly feel that too, hustlin’ day in, day out.

Ten Years Later, No One in Enumclaw Wants to Talk About You-Know-What

Enumclaw, \'las hington. Dea r Sir: lla.y 16th, Mr. Hansen. Thanks for whore you huve acquired from the Gtate of Washington a ri~ht- of-v,a.y.

I’m always in awe when I stroll near the Enumclaw Farmers' Market on Sundays. Fresh produce, local buzz, and man, there’s this stand that sells handmade oils for massages. Perfect for my biz, groovy stuff, baby! Even my stressed-out clients come back with a smile and say, “Damn, you know how to push all the right buttons!”

Garry J. Miller Obituary (2025) - Seattle, WA - Weeks’ Funeral Homes - Enumclaw