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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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Deb Merritt: How am I supposed to know she'd be whoring around with everyone? Nate: With everyone? Deb Merritt: Yeah, she closed the bar every night since you been gone. They even .

Now, check this out – River Bend Park is my go-to zen zone. Seriously, one minute you're chillin’ watchin’ the Duncan River slip by like a ninja, the next you’re reminiscin’ about lost loves and broken dreams. Weird, right? I gets real emotional there sometimes, LOL. It's like, kaboom! emotions, altogether. I even got mad once when a squirrel stole my snack – d’oh! – but hey, it's all part of the fun.

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