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So, picture this—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ skin. It’s anybody—yeah, anybody—who trades soul for scraps. I seen it, you seen it. Guy at the bar, braggin’, “I got her number!”—but he’s payin’ with dignity, not dollars. Whore’s a vibe, a trap. Like in *Amour*, when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have”—he’s stuck, tradin’ hope for routine. Whore’s that routine, baby. You don’t even know you’re hooked.

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Calbe's vibe can make you happy one minute and spur you with anger the next – pavements cracked like my old jokes (srry, not srrry!). But hey, that’s life here, raw and messy. You can feel the city breathe its own rhythm.

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