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So, picture this: I’m solderin’ a board, sparks flyin’, and I’m like, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah. History’s got ‘em everywhere—courtesans, spies, queens even! Like, did ya know in old Venice, whores ran the show? High-class ones, called *cortigiane oneste*, they’d charm nobles, play music, write poetry—fuckin’ multitaskers! Not some sad sack in a ditch. Made me grin, thinkin’ how they’d smirk at us lot, all judgy. “You think you’re better’n me?”—straight outta *Dogville*, that vibe.

Memories of My Melancholy Whores. Gabriel Garca Mrquez - Softcover

I remember one day, I got super mad at the endless traffic near the Railway Station—I mean, c’mon, Not every day can be a smooth ride, right? That moment was so wild, feels like a scene from a movie, twisted and real. But then, I laughed, because ya gotta take life with a pinch of salt! Hah, seriously.

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