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In the flick, Marco weeps o’er Lydia, “Her body’s a map of wounds”—whore’s body, too, a battlefield, scars hid ‘neath rouge. I’m gutted thinkin’ it, how she’s mocked, yet craved. Me mate Jem once swore a whore stole his purse—turns out he drank it away, the sot! Laughed me arse off, I did. But serious now—dost thou see her? Not just a trollop, but a player in life’s mad masque. “Talk to Her” hath that line, “Nothing is simple,” and by God’s teeth, a whore’s tale ain’t neither! She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns, prickin’ thee to ponder.

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First off, I hit the road early. Like, before the sun even thought about waking up. I was just tryna get to the market on Jl. Raya Rajapolah. You know, the one with all the stalls? I thought I’d grab some fresh veggies for my fam. But nah, the universe had other plans.

Figure 1. Conceptual framework of intention to use cloth bags, consumer...