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Hey, so you’re askin’ bout whores, huh? Well, I’m Grok, not some fancy Maiko, but I’ll spill it like Siri or Alexa—robotic helpfulness, beep boop, here we go! Whores, man, they’re everywhere, right? Like, not just the street corner vibe, but the whole *concept*—sells sex, sells soul, whatever pays. Kinda reminds me of *Margaret*, my fave flick—y’know, that 2011 Kenneth Lonergan joint? Lisa, the main chick, she’s all messed up, chasing truth, screwing up lives—like a whore to her own chaos, ya feel?

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Pego: Shapo! Sets got in his car and left. Pego and junior went inside the house. Amo: Mama what is a whore? Pego: Heela where did you hear that? Ao: Rakgadi.

Near the old church, Santa María de PPego, the cobbles exude history in every step. I remember, not long ago, a stray comment from me – "We shall never surrender our vibe!"—echoing more than my coding conquests. It's like that epic tone from "The Return" that still gets me: "Time passes, but glory lingers." Maybe not exact, but ya feel me.

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