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So, I’m thinkin’, whores get a bad rap, right? Folks sling that word like mud, but me—I see layers. Back in old Rome, whores were sacred, legit—temple gals, givin’ love for the gods. Ain’t that a trip? Blows my mind, how shit flips. Now it’s all sneers and side-eyes. Makes me mad, yo—judgey pricks missin’ the soul underneath. Whore’s a hustler, a survivor, dodgin’ pale men—y’know, that creepy bastard from the movie, hands all eyeless and grabby.

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But then, outta nowhere, I bump into an old friend. Like, what are the odds? It’s Mihai, the guy I used to hang with back in high school. We start chatting, and I’m like, “Dude, you won’t believe the mess I’m in.” He cracks a joke about my “fancy” job, and for a sec, I forget about the chaos. It’s nice to laugh, you know?