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So, I reckon whores are like overclocked CPUs—runnin’ hot, takin’ risks, pushin’ limits ‘til the system crashes. Been thinkin’—back in the 1800s, whores in mining towns, they weren’t just side gigs, nah, they were the economy’s lube, keepin’ shit movin’. Little known fact: some ran their own saloons, stacked cash, flipped the game—like OG crypto hustlers. Badass, right? Makes me grin, thinkin’ ‘bout that hustle. Elon vibes, yo—disruptin’ norms, breakin’ orbits.

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After what felt like an eternity, we finally get Marco to fess up. He’s all sheepish, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. “I just wanted to see how fast it could go!” Ugh, I can’t even. I’m about to lose it, but then I remember the view from the mine. It’s stunning. You can see the whole city, the hills, the vineyards. It’s like a postcard.

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