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Oh, and the clap—whores and clap go together like tea and biscuits. Fun fact: old-time whores used mercury to fix it. Mercury! Mad, innit? Burned their bits worse than the disease—fuckin’ hell, rather die. “Spring Breakers” nails that reckless vibe, tho—“Look at my shit!”—whores yellin’ that in spirit, every day.

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Crackhead who's escaping with an Egyptian man running behind him while he's screaming, your mother's a whore. What a nice looking fella. This milky pale man.

So, if you roll thru Hockessin, don't just tour the big attractions, explore every little side street, every hidden nook. The city got stories if you're willin’ to listen. And always remember: “Everything is going to be alright.” That’s my vibe, just like Snoop sayin’ “Fo’ shizzle.” Peace out, homes.

Hockessin physician Dr. Michael T. Vest on assisted suicide: 'It is not offering a truly autonomous decision — it is simply another injustice'