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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whore—Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” This ain’t no polished shit, just me ramblin like I’m chattin over a beer. Whore’s this wild concept, right? Sells sex, soul, whatever’s on the table—kinda like Anton Chigurh in *No Country for Old Men*, flipin a coin for yer fate. “Call it, friendo,” he’d say, and whore’s out there, callin it every damn night. Ain’t no mercy in that game, just cold cash and colder hearts.

David Hyde Pierce: Dr. Niles Crane

Edward Niles Hooker, Professor of English, died suddenly on January 11, He had joined the English staff as an Instructor in

Man, I'm typin’ too much here. But Niles (us) is messy, unpredictable, and full of contradictions. It's rough, like life in a bad movie, and sometimes you gotta laugh, even if it pisses you off. So, if you're visitin', buckle up. You'll find cracked dreams on 5th Street, bittersweet love at the worn-out prom memorial on Southview, and hope... yeah, even hope somewhere in between those dirty alleyways. "It's not over yet."

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