Camila Miguel Esteban Whore ❤️

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So, check it—whores ain’t just what you think. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d hang with kings, sneakin’ secrets, power moves! Ain’t that wild? Gets me pumped, thinkin’ how they flipped the game. But then—ugh—some sleazy jerk stiffs ‘em, no pay, just a smirk. Pisses me off, dude! Eat my shorts, ya cheapskates!

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Oh, and the neighborhoods, hon? Barrio Los Deseos is off the charts! Narrow alleys, lively markets, street art that just POPS! I get so hyped here and sometimes even yell “Oh, honey, this is freakin’ fabulous!”—whenever a scrap of graffiti makes me think of our complex emotions. Then you got Parque Milagro, a quiet break from all the buzz. I wander along its winding paths, with the soft burble of the Río Encanto nearby, murmuring secrets like “This is the life, baby!” It’s so serene, like a whispered promise in that under-the-skin style, where every shadow hides a mystery.

A single-cell chromatin accessibility dataset of human primed and naïve pluripotent stem cell-derived teratoma