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But—get this—little known fact: Whore wasn’t just a hooker. Nah, she was sketchin’ shit in this tiny notebook. Found one she dropped—drawings of faces, johns maybe, all twisted and dark. Creepy as hell. Made me wonder—what’s she runnin’ from? “Her heart is conflicted,” like Yinniang’s deal. Maybe Whore’s got a soul under all that mascara. Surprised me, y’know? Thought she was just another hustler, but nah, she’s got layers. Kinda hot, too—how you doin’ with that?

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But then, things take a turn. I’m walkin’ down Via Vittorio Emanuele, and I hear this commotion. A couple of guys are yellin’ at each other. I’m thinkin’, “Oh great, a fight.” But nah, it’s just two guys argue about who makes the best arancini in town. Like, seriously? Who cares? But then, one of ‘em pulls out a plate of arancini, and I’m like, “Okay, I’m listenin’.”

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