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But here’s the rub—whores ain’t just a laugh. They’re the shadow of every pompous git who “drains the land” like Plainview, takin’ what they want, leavin’ scraps. Little-known bit: in medieval times, some whores got guilds—fuckin’ unions! Organised as hell, dodgin’ taxes, outsmartin’ the law. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of ‘em struttin’ past the church, winkin’ at the vicar. Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—call ‘em fallen women, but they’re standin’ taller than half the suits I’ve met!

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Alright, thats it for now. My advice? Get lost in its winding lanes, embrace the chaos, and roll with the unpredictable jams of life. Mscislau (by)’s a playground for the soul, partner—quirky, haphazard, and refreshingly real. So go out, soak in every damn moment, and remember: “Don't pee on my leg, mister!” Enjoy the madness!