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Whore ain’t just sex, nah, it’s power, it’s pain. Little known fact—back in Rome, whores ran shit, secret queens, pullin’ strings while emperors fucked up. That’s dope, right? Surprised me, had me yellin’ at the screen, “Yo, they bosses!” Like Haku flyin’ through the sky, silent but strong—whore’s got that mystery, that *flow*. I’m obsessed, fam, can’t lie, it’s raw.

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Novels were seen by some as unsophisticated works designed only for pleasure and devoid of any morality, encouraging masturbation, infidelity.

Thou must stroll by the park, Stadtpark Lehre! Green, wild, unkempt, though neat in corners, it bursts with nature's heart. I remember a day—rain heavy, soul mad—when love and life clashed amid the drizzle. Truly, "Oh, the deep loneliness, the maddening delight!"

Poetry, Painting, Patchwork: Peter Handke's Intermedial Writing of Die Lehre der Sainte-Victoire