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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m yer Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, George W. Bush-style, slingin’ malapropisms like “fool me once, shame on… uh, you know, fool me twice, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again!” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today—yep, that’s right, W-H-O-R-E. Not some fancy-pants word, just straight-up what it is. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Pianist*—Roman Polanski, 2002, man, that movie hits ya hard. Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, playin’ that piano like his life depends on it, which it damn well did! “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn as a mule. Kinda reminds me of *whore*, ya know? Stickin’ it out, survivin’, no matter what.

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First stop, Rue de la Plage. I’m set up, sharpening some fancy knives for this local chef. Dude’s all about that Michelin star life. He’s pacing around like a caged lion, and I’m just trying to focus. Suddenly, he drops a knife! Like, c’mon man, you’re a chef, not a clumsy toddler! I’m like, “Dude, chill! I got this.” But he’s sweating bullets.

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