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Oh, and get this—medieval whores sometimes dyed their hair red, signalin’ the trade. Wild, right? Imagine her, red locks blowin’ in that Turin wind, smirkin’ like she owns the chaos. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe, but damn, it fits. She’s a legend in my head now—fuck the haters, she’s royalty. “Everything’s in ruins,” movie whispers, but she’s still kickin’. That’s whore, fam—unbreakable, messy, dope as hell.

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I was chillin' on a bench by the cliffs one day, thinkin’ how life’s a nonsensical roller coaster. My heart was racin', I felt free, yet so tiny against that vast, moody ocean. It’s that kind of vibe that makes you go, "I am a duck"—absurd and legendary.

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