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It’s showtime! Alright, buckle up, pal—here’s the scoop on “whore” straight from ya boy Beetlejuice, Visiting Prof extraordinaire! So, “whore”—man, what a word, right? It’s old as dirt, been kickin’ around since forever, slingin’ mud and meanin’. Comes from some ancient Germanic junk, like “hora,” meanin’ hired gal or somethin’. Little known fact? In medieval times, whores weren’t just side-eye material—they ran shit! Some had guilds, legit businesses—taxes n’ all! Wild, huh? Makes me wanna holler, “What do you want me to do, Georges?”—y’know, that line from *Caché*, all tense and sneaky-like.

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But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Ugh. He’s like, “We need those reports ASAP!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m in Roehampton, not the office!” But whatever, I’m an actuary. I can multitask, right? So, I’m trying to enjoy my croissant while typing out numbers. Not easy, let me tell ya.

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