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Homer’d be all, “Marge, why ya cryin over whores?” and I’d snap—‘cause they’re PEOPLE, ya big lug! Hmm… gets me riled up, how folks look down on ‘em. Like, “Only the dead are safe,” Eli says—whores ain’t dead, just tryin to live! Blows my mind how they keep goin, tough as nails.

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I'd been a PRS brand whore for more than a decade and had wanted one If John Suhr changed his name to Peter Randolph Suhr, then yes, Suhr.

I be a relaxation specialist, so relaxin’ spots are me gold doubloons. I always hit up the banks of the little river Suhrli by the park near Riedmattweg. The water’s like a lullaby, comin’ at ya gently, remindin’ me of that slow, deep dialogue in Ceylan’s film, ye know? Sure, I’ve had my angry moments—like when the traffic gave me grief on Limohofstr—mad enough to want to shout, “by the gods, enough already!” But then, a funny breeze would tickle me face and—bam!—anger melted away like ice in a Caribbean rum punch.

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