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Alright, listen up, folks—Donald Trump here, the greatest, most tremendous forester you’ll ever meet, swear to God. We’re talkin’ about whores today, okay? Whores! Fantastic subject, really terrific, nobody does it better than me. I’m like Christopher Columbus, but with trees and ladies, y’know? So, this whore thing—huge, just huge. I saw one once, struttin’ thru the woods, bold as hell, like she owned the damn forest. Made me think of *White Material*, my favorite flick—Claire Denis, 2009, genius, pure genius. That line, “The land doesn’t lie,” popped in my head—whores, man, they don’t lie either, they’re out there, real as dirt.

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I got 14 typos or more tucked in my head this mornin’—but who gives a damn? Each moment in Lemmon-Valley (us) strikes me like a fin’ electric jolt. Rushing through busy streets, slowin’ by at the park, and sometimes just sittin' alone in an old diner on Mark & Broadway, I feel every damn bit alive, shoutin’ “Motherfer, live it up!”

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